22 - I'm Not Helpless

~Livia’s Point of View~

After what any girl would consider an absolute dream date, probably the best day of her life, I find myself back at Jasper’s apartment, scared shitless. I'm standing in my gown in front of his huge windows, not knowing what to do with myself. The city is unbelievably breathtaking at night. I can’t imagine getting to see this everyday, it is literally like a movie.

“Here you go darling,” he says, handing me a glass of wine. Slightly chilled but not too cold. He probably has a special fridge just for it.

I notice right away he doesn’t have a glass and I think that seems a little odd. Does he think I need to be drunk to spend the night with him? I’d already had enough at dinner and since I wasn’t a big drinker I was already past my limit. But then again I never want to be rude. That's Livia ... always wanting to appease everyone.

“Thank you,” I say, taking it from him. I can just sip it slowly, though alcohol is the last thing I want. I needed to get this dress of