CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX

VENITA:

Landon didn't take no for an answer when Friday came. To show his seriousness, he had sent a ton of new outfits, added to the last ones he got me during our shopping spree.

I sighed, looking at the two outfits on my bed. One was a drab gray pantsuit, all business-like but still appropriate for a family dinner or, pack dinner in this case. The other was a red, off-the-shoulder gown that had a mermaid skirt and a small train. I felt that was too busy for the occasion. The gray pantsuit was like armor, something that was cool and elegant and would never be mistaken as anything but an outfit. The red gown, on the other hand, was meant to tempt and tease and there were consequences to wearing it; creating the impression I was inappropriate for a first-time encounter.

Landon was sexy and handsome. He set me on fire. I was an adult, a woman with desires and I longed for him as much as he did for me. If the dinner was just for the two of us, I would've worn it. A little tempting and t