Temah Amoah's POV

"How long exactly do we have till this date?" Kianna asks, looking through my closet as I rush around in my towel doing my makeup.

Kianna is the fashion heavy-girl amongst us.

The latest styles. She knows.

The latest music. She's heard it.

The top gossip...

Tuh!

She's the messenger.

With people like Erykah Badu, Janelle Monét and Jhené Aiko as her top fashion icons, she really can't go wrong.

I've had a shower and I've oiled my body down I've wrapped my towel back around my body, while my sisters are still in my room, all excited about my date, which they cane over to prep me for as soon as I told them.

We decided not to tell our dad and brothers, because they would definitely show up and attempt to humiliate him without a shadow of a doubt.

They would size him up and ask him a bunch of silly questions and then threaten his life.

Suddenly, Kianna gasps dramatically.

All eyes turn to her and she whips out an outfit with a flourish.

I look at it and heat rises to my cheeks.

I forgot I even had that outfit...

^^Temah's look.

"The lacy bodice and those golden heels are the perfect combination of classy and sexy!" She squeals excitedly.

There is a chorus of agreement.

"He won't be able to keep his eyes off of you!" Afia comments.

"Or his hands!" Aleya adds, making us all fall into a fit of giggles."

We are all still laughing, when all of a sudden, the bell rings, making my heart drop.

I look at my phone.

He's early!

"Shit!" I cuss, looking at my sisters desperately.

Aleya and Afia dash to the door, while Kianna sits me down abruptly to do the finishing touches to my hair and makeup.
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Finally! She's done!

After thanking and hugging her, I grab my purse and rush out of my room, to save my boss from my hounding sisters.

I hear his him laugh loudly with them, as I get closer and I see that he is in deep conversation with my sisters, so much so, that he doesn't hear me approaching.

Aleya suddenly stops talking as she says me, her face melting into a smirk.

Afia soon follows suit and then Douglas follows their line of sight to see me standing there with a small smile on my face.

"Douglas" I greet.

"Temah" he responds.

His voice is low and husky, making my heart rate speed up slightly and I feel my whole body flush as his eyes rake over my body slowly, before he meets my gaze again.

He stands from my couch, drawing himself to his full 6'3 height and walks up to me, holding a bunch of dainty blue roses.

"You look incredible" he compliments, handing the roses to me, which I take while blushing.

"Thank you" I whisper shyly and he smiles widely.

"Are you ready to go?" He asks.

I look at my sisters, who nod eagerly and then I nod at him.

"Let's go" I say.

He offers me his arm, which I take and we head towards the door.

Before we go, Kianna takes the roses and winks.

Once we are out of the apartment, we make our way down to his car, to which he holds the door open for me.

We drive in near silence for the entire ride, and I occasionally glance at him to see his eyes trained firmly on the road.

Have I done something wrong?

We step out the car and as soon as I'm close enough to him I ask.

"Is everything okay, Douglas?" I ask softly.

He turns to me and in one swift motion, Douglas pulls me into him, making me gasp as his hands find the dip in my back between my waist and backside.

"It was so fucking difficult to keep composure just now" he sighs.

His voice is low and I thank God, more than ever, in that moment that I am as dark as I am, so that he doesn't see me blushing.

I place my hands on his chest, trying not to get myself lost in his hold or how incredibly good he smells.

Or the fact that his white dress-shirt fits him perfectly and his beard is oiled well and his skin looks edible.

He licks his lips slowly as his eyes drink me in again, but up close.

A smirk reaches his lips, when his hands roam to my ass, making me stifle a gasp.

It's been a while since I've last been touched.

And I've never had sex, for lack of time and almost nothing else.

So this is a lot for me.

"This lace makes you look so sexy" He says lowly, letting his fingers run lightly down my sides and I giggle, feeling ticklish.

He smirks harder.

Oh, so you're ticklish?" He asks and I shake my head.

"Don't you dare!" I warn.

"Or what?" He asks, lips against my ear, as his boyish mischief sparks in his eyes.

My breath catches in my throat and he chuckles with satisfaction.

"Keep teasing me, and we'll see how much of a gentleman I can be by the end of the night, huh?" He says and I giggle.

Before I can respond, he holds my hand and leads me away from the car and in a different direction.

We approach a large and very fancy restaurant.

He gives the valet at the front door his car keys and the vatet takes them, his eyes trained on me and his jaw slightly slack.

Douglas pulls me closer to him and then scowls at the valet, before whisking me inside.

I decide in this moment that I am definitely going to test the theory and tease him.

I want to see what he does...

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Valet- the people at the front of restaurants that go to park your car for you.