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Me: Who can turn down Rockefeller at xmas?
I can’t believe I just agreed to this. A night with a stranger on the happiest day of the year? I must be drunk.
Leon: Finally! U have no idea how damn happy I am.
Me: Glad I could help.
Leon: Now I have that spank bank material I’ve needed.
Dear god.
Me: OMG!!
Leon: Let me buy you the dress and shoes and whatever else you’ll need for the night.
Me: U don’t have to do that…
He’s the sweetest for offering. A few days of text messages and this man has me turned inside out. I feel giddy at the thought of him wanting to take care of me. I’ve never had that before.
Leon: I want to. Call Lydia, she’ll come to u.
Me: U don’t even know where I live.
I’ve held out telling him because I didn’t want either of us getting too invested. I think that’s busted now.
Leon: I know ur in NY.
Staring at the business card image he sent, I see the name of the boutique and my jaw nearly drops. She’s the owner of one of the most expensive places in Manhattan.
Me: Ur insane! Do u know how much a dress from Lydia costs?!!!!
Leon: Yeah, my mom uses her. Don’t worry about a thing. Let me take care of my girl.
My girl.I think my femininity flies out the window with those words. I need more girlfriends to talk about this kind of stuff with.
Leon: I’ve given Lydia ur number, she’s calling in the morning. I told her to tonight but she didn’t like the idea of u making decisions while tipsy.
If I knew what he looked like, I think I could picture him scowling at the thought of me being more selective about agreeing to this.
Me: Fine.
I’m really doing this. Going out with a stranger. Falling in love with a man I haven’t even met. I must be insane.
But it feels so damn good.
CHAPTER4
Leon
CHRISTMAS EVE
I have no fucking clue what my girl is wearing tonight. Neither she nor Lydia told me which of the four dresses she chose or if there was another one I missed seeing. So I’m left standing in the lobby, worry making my body tense because an unexpected snowstorm has made its way through the state this afternoon and I don’t know where the fuck Star is coming into the city from.
“Son?” I scowl at my father’s voice. I still haven’t completely forgiven him for the way he treats Asta and the things he said to her when she proposed to her fiancé’s a few weeks ago at a game. “Why are you out here?” His critical gaze drifts from me to the lobby doors, to the ballroom and all the people in there he’d like me mingling with.
“Just waiting for my date, the storm hit when she was about halfway here.” I hadn’t told them I was bringing a date. I knew if I did, I’d get grilled and then the third degree because it’s unlikely she’s part of their approved circle.
“Oh, who is it? Your mother never mentioned you were bringing anyone.” My invitation to their annual Christmas party to suck up to their fellow upper-class citizens comes on its own now. I don’t need to do more then return the invitation.
