Nova’s P.O.V
It was the end of the day, and I couldn’t be gladder. The day had been strange for one thing, busy for another. Mr Hayes had stopped flirting with me. He was being overly sweet to me, which made me a little worried. I was eager to get away from work and get home. I reached the elevator, heading in and as the doors went to close over someone stopped them. Brandon was soon coming into view.
“You need to come to mine,” He said suddenly.
“I do? Why?” I asked, confused.
“I have a few dresses; you need to try them on and decide which one you want for the Gala.” He smiled.
Dresses? He was meant to get one, how many did he get?
“Dresses as in more than one?” I asked, confused.
“Yes I have four, I couldn’t decide which one I liked best. Three red, one black.” He smiled.
“Can I
