I wore skinny dress

Charlotte's pov

The next morning, I was in my room when Ava arrived. She knocked on the door, but before I could get up from the bed, she had already opened it because I hadn't locked it. I didn't see a reason to lock it, so she came straight to me. The first thing she did was sit on my bed and cover her face with her hands.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sliding my legs off the bed and sitting down with her. Her facial expressions made it clear that she was very unhappy.

"What's the matter?" I asked again, this time more gently, and gently removed her hands from her eyes. My first thought was about her parents, but I hadn't heard any of their voices during their quarrels.

"My mum has left home," she said.

"Where did she go?" I exclaimed.

There was silence again, and Ava lowered her face to the floor. I tried to comfort her by resting her head on my shoulder and said,

"She'll come back…"

"I don't think so," Ava replied, not finishing her sentence. Suddenly, she stood up and started to leave the room. She didn't tell me where she was going, and all I could do was quickly get out of bed, still wearing my nightgown, and follow her. She moved so swiftly that I don't think she realized I was following her from a distance. By the time I reached the stairs, she had already climbed them and was heading towards her dad's room. I climbed the stairs and stopped outside Tyler's room. From inside, I heard Ava say,

"What have you done to my mom that made her leave the house?"

"I didn't do anything, Ava," he replied calmly. The way he said it made me believe he was telling the truth. I quickly shook my head and tried to compose myself, realizing that my emotions were clouding my judgment and making me unconsciously agree with Tyler's words.

"Why did she leave a letter in her room asking me to ask you what's wrong with the marriage?" Ava questioned.

"Where is the letter?" Tyler asked.

"I'm not here to show you the letter. I'm here to ask you what you've done to my mom."

"What have I done? Have you ever seen me verbally abusing her?" He paused, waiting for Ava's response.

"No," Ava replied.

"Have you ever seen me with another woman?"

"No..."

"Have you ever witnessed any domestic violence from me?"

"No, Dad. But what's going on that both of you are keeping from me?" Ava asked.

"I don't know. We were having some misunderstandings, and that's all. It's something we can figure out and understand each other with time."

"But she's the woman you love. You both love each other, and I witnessed it. Since you left Rangers as the head coach and came home, your relationship with my mum has been falling apart gradually."

There was silence, and I could hear someone being comforted. I believe Tyler embraced Ava and was comforting her. I waited for their conversation, and just as I was about to leave the doorway, Ava said,

"I need to go see my mum."

"Where did she go?" Tyler asked.

"I think she went to her parents' house or maybe her own house. But I'm going to visit her this morning, so I'll ask Charlotte to make breakfast."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Tyler asked.

"No."

"Promise me you won't leave with your mum and you will come back here?"

"No, I love both of you, and I can't leave you. You are mine, and besides, my friend is here. I'm with you..."

From their conversation, I sensed that Ava would soon be leaving her dad's room. I quickly turned and quietly returned to my own room. As I walked into my room, my mind was blank, and I didn't think about anything except for Ava to go and come back home. But as soon as I lay down on my bed and covered myself with the blanket, I felt a longing for someone to be with me under the blanket, and my emotions started to overwhelm me. I quickly stood up and grabbed my phone. I had been denying the truth to myself; I needed an older man in my life, and every day I couldn't stop thinking about the man from the hotel. I checked my inbox to see if the dating app had sent a message, but there was nothing new. How can I let go of this feeling?

I started feeling a strange sense of joy in my heart that Ava's mum had left the house, and it seemed to create a lot of opportunities for me. I hope I'm not selfish, but it's just how I feel.

"Why am I feeling joyous about what just happened?" I said aloud, while hitting the surface of my bed with my right palm. At that moment, Ava knocked and quickly opened the door. The first thing she did was look at my hands to see if I was holding a phone, and she said,

"Who were you talking to? I heard your voice."

When I didn't say anything at first, she came closer and hugged me.

"I know you're still thinking about your breakup with Harry, but don't worry, I'll find a solution. But first, I want to go and meet my mum. I can't reach her on the phone. I'll come back after seeing her, and…"

"Will you come back today?"

"Yes, but I don't think my parents will join the picnic I had planned since my mum left home. Please, can you prepare breakfast for my dad? That's not why I asked you to come here though..."

"Why are we friends? It would be better for me to leave home and spend time with you and others. However, I'm still waiting for a call regarding the job interview I applied for."

"Yeah, you told me. Have they called you?" She asked.

"No. By the way, I checked all the clothes you brought here. None of them will be suitable for the outing we have planned..."

"How?" I asked.

"They're not revealing at all. There are dresses and very short skirts for a romantic picnic, to attract cute guys," she demonstrated with her hands. "It will make you look hot and very attractive." Ava tried to smile at me.

"But you know I'm not comfortable wearing those clothes."

"You're about to make another mistake. I've been thinking about this. Don't you think it was because Tasha was wearing a tight dress that she was able to attract Harry away from you?"

"Don't go there. Harry is not my type this time, and..." I paused as I was considering expressing my feelings and telling her about my attraction to older men.

"I've been wanting to tell you something," I stopped again and felt panicked and Ava looked at me. When she saw that I was struggling to say what was on my mind, she quickly said,

"Don't worry, you'll see all sorts of men on the beach on Saturday. Also, my boyfriend, Jack, is coming on Sunday from his trip. There will be a welcome party for him with his friends. I'll try to introduce you to one of these handsome guys. I better get going now so I can come back on time."

"Okay," I stood up from the bed, and she was ready to leave. I hadn't even noticed her small bag when she entered my room. Without changing out of my nightgown, I followed her out of the house and stood by the door, watching as she got into her white car. We waved our hands as she drove away.

As soon as I turned around and was about to close the door, I realized that I was alone with the man I had developed a crush on, and I was still waiting for the dating app to send me a date to meet my sweet older man. What should I do? I asked myself as I returned to my room.

Halfway to my room, an exciting thought entered my mind, and I thought this could be what I had been dreaming of.

I rushed into my room and went straight to the wardrobe, with Ava's words echoing in my heart, that it might have been Tasha's tight dress that allowed her to steal Harry away from me, and that men were influenced by what they saw.

From one side of the wardrobe to the other, I carefully checked each clothes, but I couldn't find any clothes that were revealing enough for my liking. I wanted something that would catch Tyler's attention, something he wouldn't be able to take his eyes off. Then it hit me, Ava had plenty of revealing clothes. I immediately left my room and headed to Ava's room. Once I was there, I opened her wardrobe. Deep down, I knew Ava wouldn't know why I had worn her clothes. I picked out a few of her most revealing outfits and went back to my room. I realized I needed to take a bath before putting on any of the clothes and do my makeup to look attractive in the eyes of the man I had a crush on.

I hurried into the bathroom and tried to do everything quickly so that I could have the clothes on before Tyler came out of his room. It took me about seven minutes to get ready, and I applied red lipstick to my lips. The skirt I chose was extremely short, revealing my underwear if I bent down. The shirt was tight and I didn't bother buttoning the first three buttons, and I didn't wear a bra. It felt like I was getting ready for a night party. As I stepped out of my room, intending to go to the kitchen and wait for Tyler to see me, a thought crossed my mind.

What am I going to cook? Why don't I go to Tyler's room and ask him what he wants to eat? This was an opportunity to show him what I was wearing. Who knows, maybe he'll be attracted to me. I climbed the stairs, enjoying the quietness of the house. It felt like the perfect environment for something romantic. A few seconds later, I stood in front of Tyler's room and knocked on the door.

"Hello, Mr. Tyler. I..." I started to say.

"Charlotte?"

"Yes, I wanted to ask you something."

"Please come inside!" His deep morning voice made my heart skip a beat. I intentionally exposed my breasts a little, making sure the shirt didn't cover them completely. Would he notice my sexy appearance? That was my only thought as I opened the door.