replied Jessica, “I don’t know.”
“I think you should. I think you’ll have a lot of fun if you give it a chance.” Angela said sincerely.
“Maybe” replied Jessica doubtfully.
Angela hoped the other woman would be there. Over the past few weeks Jessica had slowly warmed up and was actually likeable now that they’d spent more time together. It was obvious that she was attractive to Charles but her aggressive tactics clearly left him cold. She was curious to see if the softer side of Jessica would snare his interest.
Angela topped the cup off once more before heading back to desk upstairs.
***
“C’mon sleepy head!” a hand pushed at her shoulder waking her. Angela rubbed her eyes and sat up. She didn’t recall going to bed in Isaac’s bed.
“When did I go to sleep?” she asked as she stretched.
“You were sleep on the couch when I got back from the store a couple hours ago. But it’s time to wake up. Marcella is downstairs. She wants help with something and insists that she needs to get ready here.”
Angela groaned and covered her face beneath the pillow. “Oh, I don’t want to go. I was busy and didn’t go back to find a dress, so I don’t have anything to wear. Go with Charles and Marcella!”
Isaac tugged the pillow from her face. “I brought you something.”
On the bed next to her sat the bag she remembering him buying at the mall a few days ago. Was it only a few days ago? It seemed like a million years.
“Its hanging up in the bathroom and the bag is for you too. Try it on,” he urged her “and if you don’t like it then you can stay home.”
Angela watched as he rose from the bed and walked from the room. Home, she smiled. It rolled off his tongue so easily. She was still sitting there with a bemused smile on her face when Marcella entered the room. She watched her peek and make sure Isaac was gone before closing the door and setting the large purse on her should down on the bed. She was dressed in a deep red, tight fitting satin sheath dress.
Angela shook her head bemused. Good thing she didn’t choose the short green sheath dress that Isaac suggested or else she’d look like an elf standing next to her striking friend.
“Are you seriously up here taking a nap?” asked Marcella.
Angela slid to the edge of the bed and picked up the shopping bag from Isaac. “Of course not! I was just going to get dressed.” She lied as she walked to the bathroom.
Marcella followed behind her but both girls came to a halt when they saw the dress hanging in the bathroom. It was a bright sunny yellow. The bodice of the dress had silver threaded vines with tiny pale orange flowers. There were thin straps to go her shoulder but then gauzy yellow material was made to fall artfully off the shoulder. The dress was short. Only reaching to about mid-thigh but she liked that it looked like a ball gown with the cinched waist and then all the yellow tulle in the skirt making it puff out from the body. The silver thread and sparkles made the dress look like something from a fairy tale.
“Where did you find that?” asked Marcella in a hushed tone.
“Isaac bought it.” whispered Angela softly.
“My brother?” she asked incredulously. “No way. Jerk-face did that?”
Angela laughed. “Yeah.”
Marcella eyed her doubtfully but said nothing. She left the room and returned with the bag Angela had set on the dresser. She pulled out a box and inside she found a silver jewelry set. “Wow. You sure this was my brother who bought this?” Marcella asked again.
As Angela was staring bemused at the jewelry, Marcella reached in the bag again pulling out the final box. When she lifted the lid she gave a sigh of relief.
Angela looked up at her questioning. “What was that for?”
“I knew jerk-face didn’t have any fashion sense!” Marcella replied shaking her head.
“What are you talking about?” asked Angela.
Marcella began giggling “He bought you stripper shoes to go with
“I think you should. I think you’ll have a lot of fun if you give it a chance.” Angela said sincerely.
“Maybe” replied Jessica doubtfully.
Angela hoped the other woman would be there. Over the past few weeks Jessica had slowly warmed up and was actually likeable now that they’d spent more time together. It was obvious that she was attractive to Charles but her aggressive tactics clearly left him cold. She was curious to see if the softer side of Jessica would snare his interest.
Angela topped the cup off once more before heading back to desk upstairs.
***
“C’mon sleepy head!” a hand pushed at her shoulder waking her. Angela rubbed her eyes and sat up. She didn’t recall going to bed in Isaac’s bed.
“When did I go to sleep?” she asked as she stretched.
“You were sleep on the couch when I got back from the store a couple hours ago. But it’s time to wake up. Marcella is downstairs. She wants help with something and insists that she needs to get ready here.”
Angela groaned and covered her face beneath the pillow. “Oh, I don’t want to go. I was busy and didn’t go back to find a dress, so I don’t have anything to wear. Go with Charles and Marcella!”
Isaac tugged the pillow from her face. “I brought you something.”
On the bed next to her sat the bag she remembering him buying at the mall a few days ago. Was it only a few days ago? It seemed like a million years.
“Its hanging up in the bathroom and the bag is for you too. Try it on,” he urged her “and if you don’t like it then you can stay home.”
Angela watched as he rose from the bed and walked from the room. Home, she smiled. It rolled off his tongue so easily. She was still sitting there with a bemused smile on her face when Marcella entered the room. She watched her peek and make sure Isaac was gone before closing the door and setting the large purse on her should down on the bed. She was dressed in a deep red, tight fitting satin sheath dress.
Angela shook her head bemused. Good thing she didn’t choose the short green sheath dress that Isaac suggested or else she’d look like an elf standing next to her striking friend.
“Are you seriously up here taking a nap?” asked Marcella.
Angela slid to the edge of the bed and picked up the shopping bag from Isaac. “Of course not! I was just going to get dressed.” She lied as she walked to the bathroom.
Marcella followed behind her but both girls came to a halt when they saw the dress hanging in the bathroom. It was a bright sunny yellow. The bodice of the dress had silver threaded vines with tiny pale orange flowers. There were thin straps to go her shoulder but then gauzy yellow material was made to fall artfully off the shoulder. The dress was short. Only reaching to about mid-thigh but she liked that it looked like a ball gown with the cinched waist and then all the yellow tulle in the skirt making it puff out from the body. The silver thread and sparkles made the dress look like something from a fairy tale.
“Where did you find that?” asked Marcella in a hushed tone.
“Isaac bought it.” whispered Angela softly.
“My brother?” she asked incredulously. “No way. Jerk-face did that?”
Angela laughed. “Yeah.”
Marcella eyed her doubtfully but said nothing. She left the room and returned with the bag Angela had set on the dresser. She pulled out a box and inside she found a silver jewelry set. “Wow. You sure this was my brother who bought this?” Marcella asked again.
As Angela was staring bemused at the jewelry, Marcella reached in the bag again pulling out the final box. When she lifted the lid she gave a sigh of relief.
Angela looked up at her questioning. “What was that for?”
“I knew jerk-face didn’t have any fashion sense!” Marcella replied shaking her head.
“What are you talking about?” asked Angela.
Marcella began giggling “He bought you stripper shoes to go with
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