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The Perfect Dress

Aston

We wound our way past the trash cans, fake plants and other last minute shoppers until we got back to Tiffany’s car. She paused as she was getting in. “We’re not giving up yet, you know.”

I nearly started crying in frustration. “Every place is closed Tiff, come on. Please, let’s just go.”

“We’re going all right, but you’re not going home. We’ll find something for you to wear at my place. I have some killer dresses.”

“Okay.” I groaned. Going to her house beat wandering around in malls. Besides, I wasn’t going to change her mind. I would be home and crawling into bed much earlier if I played along. And honestly, I really did want to look nice tomorrow, despite all my protests about finding something to wear.

I thought I looked good in the clothes I wore to work and happened to think the dress I wore to our first dinner was a knock out, but now Tiffany had the idea of wowing him stuck in my head. Nothing I owned was exactly ‘wow’ material.

Going through Tiffany’s closet would be a
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