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Yes.
Reese
Great.
Reese
I’ll pick you up at seven.
Sutton let out a small squeal and jumped off the couch, doing a little dance around her living room.
“Wait,” she said, looking around for no reason. “What am I going to wear?”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
On Monday at 6:55,Sutton stood waiting nervously for Reese to arrive.
She changed dresses three times before she settled on her favorite sparkly pink cocktail dress. She paired it with a silver clutch and her second favorite pair of strappy silver stilettos.
Taking a last look at herself in the mirror, she smoothed her hand down the front of the dress.
She curled her hair and left it down, save for the pink and silver barrette in the shape of a leaf in her hair, the dark-pink gems accenting the pink of the dress.
The elevator dinged, and she jumped, taking a deep breath while walking over to the bar. She grabbed her clutch and made sure her house keys were in it before she set it down to grab the silver blazer she always wore over it.
Straightening the jacket, she grabbed the small purse and headed for the door, a knock echoing through the apartment to signal her date’s arrival.
She grabbed the handle and pulled open the door, her jaw dropping as she got a look at the man behind it.
Reese stood dressed to the nines in a three-piece suit. He paired the black pants he wore with a tailored white dress shirt, the star of his outfit a charcoal-gray jacquard dinner jacket.
“I think I’m a little underdressed,” she said.
He laughed with a shake of his head. “You look beautiful.”
She looked down, suddenly self-conscious. “I can go change if I need to.”
He grabbed her hands. “Stop. You look perfect. Don’t worry.” He leaned over to press a kiss to her cheek. “Happy birthday.”
Warmth flooded her cheeks. “Thank you.”
“Come on,” he said, gently tugging her from the doorway.
She stepped out into the hallway and turned to lock her front door, thrilling at the little squeeze he gave her before they headed for the elevator.
“So,” she asked, stepping on to the elevator, “where are we going?”
He offered a sly smile and pressed a kiss to the back of her hand. “I’m not telling you.”
“Why not?”
“I want it to be a surprise,” he replied.
She pouted a little but left it alone.
The elevator ding announced their arrival in the lobby, and he motioned for her to step off first, not letting go of her hand the entire way to the Tahoe.
The car ridewasn’t too long, but when they finally arrived, Sutton was confused by the location.