Page 63 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
Hailey:I'm on my way!
It didn't take long for me to hear her rhythmic knock on the door. She sported a wide smile and casual clothes. Her shades were pushed up onto her head, pulling her hair out of her face. She rushed me the entire time I was getting ready, even more so when we walked out of my flat.
Hailey drove us, since I'm not meant to drive with my pain medication. She parked in front of a store with silver mannequins and fancy dresses. I honestly never go to stores like this except with Hailey. She's the only reason I've delved into this rich lifestyle. I haven't gotten the money from mom's life insurance, but even when I do, I'll be pretending I'm still a broke college kid. I don't want to squander the money my mother left me.
Hailey linked her arm with mine, sashaying us towards the large glass doors. The place was fancy enough to have its own doorman. Hailey's long, wavy black hair blew back in the wind as the doors opened before us. She was stunning with her almost golden skin which shone beautifully in the light. She had a slender face with expressive dark brown eyes. Her eyebrows were not thin, but they were well kept. She used those things to make all kinds of faces. I loved the way Hailey's face showed her emotions so plainly.
An attendant greeted us, and Hailey instantly employed their help. She named styles of dresses and brands and listed shoes and colors that would best suit me. She knew clothes better than I did, so I let her run with it. I was pulled towards the dressing room and told to strip. Dresses upon dresses were brought to me, with shoes to match.
"Well? Come out! I want to see," Hailey ordered from the other side of the fitting room curtain.
I sighed, pulling back the curtain and stepping out. There was a three-panel mirrored at the end of the fitting room hall, so you could see your clothes from all angels. Hailey had me step up and stare at myself. The pink dress was elegant, but a bit over the top for my taste. It was adorned with beadwork and lace appliques, the corset bodice sparkled to no end. It had an off-shoulder sweetheart neckline with mesh cap sleeves. The glittered flounce skirt created an A-line silhouette that ended with a mesh overlay. I wrinkled my nose, shaking my head with a no.
"Yeah, you look beautiful, but it's definitely notyou," Hailey agreed, sending me back to the fitting room. This continued for a little while, until I saw the perfect dress. I slid into it so well, it was like it was made for me, for this moment. As I stepped out I heard Hailey gasp. We walked over to the mirror to assess the dress better together.
It was a nice hunter green that didn't wash out my complexion. It had ruche detailing at the waist and ornate cuffs which gave it an attractive finish. The asymmetrical neckline had a fold-over panel while the skirt had a high slit. It had a beautiful pleated design at the back as well. I felt so beautiful in this dress. I almost didn't recognize myself in the mirror. The material was something else too, stretchy, yet still heavy and strong. It was soft and felt devine against my skin. I looked at Hailey in the mirror who was smiling so widely it was almost blinding.
"This is the one," she said.
"I think so, too."
Hailey found me matching shoes to go along with the dress and we checked out. I had no idea how much was on the gift card, but I prayed it was the right amount. I handed the card over to the register attendant and she swiped it. I waited to hear her tell me a new total with the gift card discounted from the original. Instead a receipt printed, telling me there was still money left on this damn thing. How much had Lucas put on it?
"That was fun! I cannot wait to see you in this dress! Please let me be there when Lucas comes and picks you up! He's going to die!" Hailey's excitement only grew more with every statement. Her voice rose with every sentence to the point she was almost screeching.
"Woah, calm down. I was actually going to ask you if you would do my hair and make up for it. So, I figured you would be around when Lucas picked me up." Hailey squealed excitedly beside me. She clapped her hands like some sort of seal, making me laugh at her antics. Tomorrow is the day I give Lucas a chance at seriously dating me.
Please, let this go well.
Chapter 22
Olive's P.O.V.
Hailey styled my hair in a curled pinned low bun with a braided crown. She pulled out a few well placed loose strands of hair to give it a sort of neat, messy look. She kept my makeup neutral, accentuating my natural beauty. Hailey tinted my cheeks a light pink, painted my lips with a shiny lip gloss to make my red pop more. She highlighted my cheek bones as well as the tip of my nose while contouring the edge of my jaw and the sides of my nose.
I felt like a damn princess. My heart was racing like the flutter of a hummingbird's wings. My stomach was twisting with nerves, yet giddy to see Lucas. It felt like a stampede of horses were trudging along inside my stomach. I think Hailey could sense my nervous energy as she handed me the tube of mascara to give me something to do.
"Here, you put this on. I know how you are with other people getting things too close to your eyes." Hailey handed me the mascara with a sigh. I leaned forward to get a better look in the mirror. I always felt like I looked so stupid when applying makeup. My mouth was open, and my eyes were wide while I tried my hardest to separate my eyelids the farthest I could.
"You look stunning," Hailey cooed beside me.
"You think so?" I stared at my reflection, feeling like I was looking at a completely different person. I looked beautiful, but it didn't feel like me.
"I know so. You're going to be turning heads today." I slipped into my dress, strapping my heels on. I barely got used to wearing heels last year with Hailey's insistent need to dress me in them. She said every woman should have a pair of heels that feel like their second set of feet. I didn't get it, and I still don't.
Heels hurt.
The knock on the door had me swallowing my nerves down. My heart raced, wondering what Lucas would think of the dress I chose for myself. I felt like there was suddenly a lot of pressure on this thin fabric gracing my body. Hailey opened the door for me as I strapped the buckle of my right heel. I stood from the couch, turning to find Lucas in a white buttoned down shirt and khaki slacks. He had his hair slicked neatly back, giving him a neat elegant look.
Our eyes met after we each checked one another out. The right corner of his lips turned up in his classic half smirk. His eyes were so intense, making me blush under their heated gaze. I bit my lip, feeling nervous and suddenly very tongue tied. Lucas didn't say a word, either. We stared at each other a moment longer.
"Perfect," he whispered as he stepped in finally. He didn't spare Hailey a glance as he walked past her straight towards me. "You look absolutely perfect."
He gently grabbed my chin, lifting it up to look at him. He leaned down, granting me one of his knee quivering kisses. I couldn't help, but lean into him more for support, feeling my knees would give out from under me at any second.
"How are you feeling today, my Rose?"
He kept his hold on my chin as he asked, forcing me to look him in the eyes. He was worried about me. I could see it in those deep brown eyes.
