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Chapter 5

Winter POV 

The pile of dresses on my bed resembles that of a mountain, I can't believe the billionaire that lives three houses down from my place asked me out on a date!! It still feels  surreal as well as nauseating… my stomach churned thinking of the night to come..I could have declined but being the curious little cat I am...I couldn't find myself saying the word that starts with N and ends with O. 

It was a last minute decision to pick dresses from my sister's closet. Piper, my rebellious sister, ran away without taking her sexy dresses and shoes to God knows where. Who am I to judge that? Besides, my bank account with the big 0 stares right back at me when I try to go shopping for myself. It's rather a big egg but it doesn't even taste like an egg. 

I couldn't open my mouth about the date when my parents are downstairs dining with my older siblings, being the youngest daughter can be quite disheartening at times. I couldn't go on a date without my dad meeting the guy first. I remember six months ago, my aunt that lives on the other side of the town set up a date for me with the man that she believes is potentially fit to be my spouse. My dad was the one who dated him while I meet him after my dad said 'yes' 

Poor soul, I bet he regrets meeting my aunt. My dad can be quite intimidating if he tries to.

There was a knock on my door, I flung myself towards the door covering myself with a towel, my hair is still damp from the shower and freshly clean. 

“Honey..Are you in there?” mom's voice is muffled from the door. 

I gasped and turned towards the mess I created. If my mom walked in on this...she would have asked me a million questions and by that time it would be morning, I wasn't particularly interested in missing out on this date. I was extremely inquisitive about Ethan Knight, that's what his name was, hot name for hot body….(cough)

I was glad mom couldn't read the thoughts running in my head because of the barrier between us, that is, the door. She would have baptised me in holy water if she got to read about everything I've been fantasizing about. I couldn't get my mind out of the gutter. 

“Mom, what's wrong?”

“Can you open the door? I want to talk with you”

Now? 

“Mom,Now is not really a good time. Can you tell me tomorrow?” she remained silent for some unbearable minute, “Sure I'll talk to you tomorrow then” I waited for her to walk away. My step-mom is a good woman who is super religious and cares about us but she is also a perfectionist. I could endure her because not everyone is perfect and I have learnt to embrace her flaws. Sometimes, she gets strong headed and occasionally lets me skip dinner when I was young because of my figure, however, dad never tells her not to do so, there are so many things my dad is lacking at, but he's my only father and I would be leaving soon.  

I walk back to my bed and pick up the floral-smocked waist chiffon dress that reaches my thigh and slip on it. I can't wait to see his gorgeous face and observe him like a painting. Pretty things are nice to stare at and I plan to do that tonight. 

Deciding to go for a natural look, I started with the concealer. 

My hair is curled neatly and I let it flow down my shoulder. My silver loop pair of earrings gives a glowing effect on my skin. A little bit of mascara and a tint of lip gloss finishes my look, I walk over to the Full-length mirror in the middle of my wall and click a couple of pictures to send to Gareth, he can be quite helpful when it comes to dressing up, yes; he's that stylish. 

I grimace when my feets slip on the golden strapless heels, I read somewhere that 'a girl's beauty depends on her shoe and I am starting to believe those words; no matter how absurd it sounds. I couldn't walk without grimacing because of the blisters. 

You can do it! 

Nodding to myself, I cover myself with the huge coat and try not to make noise as much as possible, it's seven and the date is at eight but I like to be prepared. 

Escaping from my own home is harder than trying to work out Sherlock Holmes' brain. My parents are in their bedroom, so I easily slipped out without their knowledge. I feel like a highschool teenager sneaking out at night for a date with my playboy boyfriend. 

“Ouch, Ouch” I am sure my feet would bleed by the time I reached his door, Ethan Knight told me that he would pick me up at my front door but who's to say my dad wouldn't  date him first….again. 

The nights are so breathtakingly beautiful and calm, just the perfect beautiful weather for our supposed date….. 

Ethan's place is undeniably so beautiful,the outdoor lighting adds an extra touch of elegance and the property gives a content feeling when watched from afar. I felt underdressed just by seeing his property, not his exact property..but...he paid for it. 

Have you ever heard of a girl picking up a guy for a date? I contemplated walking up to his front door and demanding to take me to the restaurant but I don't want to chase him away on our first date- if there's more after this,that is. 

Half an hour of freezing my ass and my make-up, I was ready to storm up to his doorstep,he specifically said 8pm and here I am sitting on the freezing bench for half an hour. My calculus teacher from highschool would have been so proud of me if he saw me right now, 'Punctuality is golden' was his motto. If it was truly golden, I would have lay a bucket of golden egg by now. 

This world is full of lies. 

I wasn't exactly a patient human being so I stumbled upon his doorstep and knocked thrice and waited for a second until the door clicked open.