agreed to be Eric’s date for the evening? Looking back, she realized she hadn’t said no at any time and an alarmingly large part of her hadn’t even wanted to. She was shamelessly looking forward to sending some real time with him.
Snapping out of her daze, she looked at the clock on the stove and panicked when she saw she only had eight hours to pull off a Cinderella makeover.
Quickly jotting down the list of things she needed to do, she got ready to leave so she could be back in time to meet Eric. Looking down at what she’d wrote, she knew figuring out what to wear was the least of her worries. Trying to get a hair appointment at the last minute on a Saturday was going to be a miracle.
*****
Later on that evening as Eric stood in the foyer staring up at the vision of exotic beauty walking downstairs towards him, he had one fleeting thought: How the hell was he going to keep his hands off of her?
There on the stairwell she stood smiling down at him with her hair artfully swept back from her lightly made up face like she had no clue how beautiful she was.
As his eyes traveled over the long sleek, form fitting black strapless dress to the matching strappy heels, he couldn’t help but be amazed at her transformation. And to think she’d been hiding all those dangerous curves under baggy clothes.
“ Too much?” She asked stopping at the bottom of the steps.
“ No, you look absolutely beautiful Winter.” The quiet sincerity in his voice caressed each word as he closed the gap between them and leaned forward to plant a gentle kiss on her cheek.
“ Thank you. So do you. Handsome I mean. You look handsome…” Winter nervously said as she accepted his compliment and kiss. She was glad he approved of what she was wearing because it had taken her some time to pick everything out.
“ Are you ready to go?” Eric asked drawing back to extend his arm to her.
Looking into his warm blue eyes, she smiled at the chivalrous act. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She said accepting it.
And they were on their way to begin the evening.
****
An hour later after arriving at their destination, they had met everyone of importance there from businessmen to a few local celebrities as they mingled their way around the historic mansion were the event was being held.
As Eric knew she would, Winter had charmed everyone she’d come in contact with. The men especially. They’d pretty much hung on every word she’d said when not covertly ogling the way her breasts defied gravity. Because of that, he had to stake his claim early on by sticking to her side like glue. But at some point, he had to leave her to take care of the donation he’d pledged to the local children’s charity they were here to support.
“ Sweetheart, I need to take care of some business. I’ll be right back.” Eric said excusing himself.
Winter stood there sipping on a second glass of champagne and feeling its tingling effects as she watched him move across the crowded room. She wondered at the attentive way he had been acting all night. It was thrilling because it made her feel like they were on a real date, but it was also confusing too. What did it mean? And how much of it was real or for show?
Whatever the case, she finally knew what it felt like to have his undivided attention for the whole evening and she was giddy with it. Especially when he was looking good enough to eat tonight.
Every line of well cut material of the dark blue dress shirt and black pants perfectly draped his tall bulk and flawlessly off set his piercing blue eyes and newly cut dark brown hair. His long confident stride and GQ good looks set him apart from any other man present and she found herself boldly following his every move as he made his way back to her.
She also couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t the only one who was getting their drool on either.