Saturday came quick.
It was just what I needed after working all week and stressing about a new client. Ethan had been equally busy, so he didn't have time to bother me, much to my relief. After that phone call, I felt flustered every time I looked at him. I kept imagining his hands all over my body just like he said I would.
A night out with Jacob will help me feel distracted, I thought.
I put on a deep red shirt and paired it with a black vest and dress pants as Jacob told me it was a semi-formal party. Then I waited for him to arrive.
He came to pick me up at 8 as he promised, and we headed to the party.
It was held at some fancy hotel called The Plaza. Ten years ago, I couldn't have imagined myself attending a party like this but look at me now.
"You look great," Jacob complime
