Joe’s P.O.V
I waiting patiently for Amaya to get here, she was on her way over and we could go on our date. I had done some research, found a nice Italian place that was an hour and a half of way from my apartment. I wish we never had to go as far out but it was the only way we could do this. I told her where we were going and she said she was going to look into it, work out what to wear for our date. I hear a small knock at my door…Amaya. I smiled knowing she would be at the other side of the door when I opened it.
I sorted myself before going to answer the door. My jaw fell open when I see her, she looked stunning. She was dressed in a black halter dress, stopped mid-thigh, matched with a pair of red heels, it was both cute and beautiful.
“Wow!” I gushed as I admired her
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