Today is Saturday; I’m dressed and waiting for Jason to arrive. I don't know if what I’m wearing is appropriate for where we’re going since he didn't tell me. I’m wearing a silk-like mini wrap dress. I hope it's okay. My phone vibrates in my lap, bringing me back from my thoughts. I check and see it's Jason calling. He must be here. I pick up my handbag from the coffee table and walk to the door.
I step outside and see Jason dressed very differently from his usual suit. This is the second time I’m seeing him dressed casually. He’s wearing a gray short-sleeved T-shirt showing off his biceps and a pair of brown pants. He takes off his shades as I walk closer.
“You must be dreaming if you think I’d allow you to wear that,” he says once I am in front of him.
“What's wrong with my dress?”
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