CHAPTER 34

"It was meant to be an actual date wasn't it?" I asked a stunned looking Russell who stood on my doorstep with a gigantic bouquet of beautiful flowers in his arms.

He had brought flowers for me, fucking flowers. and I hadn't even been able to give him a little courtesy by dressing up a little. I mean it was the very least I could do and I fucked up even at that.

"Yes it was meant to be an actual date ." He replied calmly, searching my face for some sort of reaction.

I half expected him to be pissed off because while he had put in all this effort into looking presentable for our date, I was looking like someone who didn't even make the least effort, like someone who had just rolled out of bed and needed to go grocery shopping. But instead of looking upset, he looked rather amused, like he was trying to figure out what my thought process was, what was going through my head while I selected my outfit.

"Oh my God this is so embarassing" I cried, burying my face in my palms.

"No, no.