Madi's POV:

"What am I going to wear--- what am I going to wear? Argh!" I kept asking myself for more than 10th times this evening.

"I hate you, Mr Wilsons!" I grabbed my hair in frustration as I walked into my closet.

"What should I suppose to wear?" I asked myself again. "A dress? A short? mini-dress? long dress------"

I paused as I smiled at the thought that popped up in my head.

"Great, Madi! You're such a smart woman!" a devilish grin formed on my lips.

Ten minutes before seven in the evening, I decided to go downstairs and wait for him in the living room. For sure he knows how to knock.

But as I went down the stairs, Jaime looked at me as if she saw a clown. I just rolled my eyes but then smiled at her.

"What is that, Madi?" she can't stop laughing.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"What are you wearing? Seriously? An ankle-length white skirt and a white-loose blouse? Where are you from--- 16th or 15th century?" She laughed again, clutching her stomach.

"Why? It's fashion." I just shrugged.

"Yeah, that's a great fashion, Madi. That's also how my great-grandmother's style when she's a teenager."

And I laughed with her. Why? Because I can imagine what Gabriel's reaction would be after seeing my 'beautiful' outfit.

"By the way, where are you going?" she bit her lower lip to keep from laughing.

But before I could answer her question, there's a knock on the front door.

She arched her eyebrow. "Expecting someone?"

and shrugged as I walked towards the door and took a deep breath

dry at the

Hercules. The ever handsome, Gabriel Wilsons in his mouth-watering outfit of the night. He's wearing just a simple black shirt

dress. And without waiting for a second, he pushed me back inside the door and closed it

gasped at his

are you wearing, Madi? That's my grandmother's dress when

Jamie's exact words.

mouth when we both heard Jamie laugh. We both looked at her. But her laugh died instantly

Sorry. I'm going to the kitchen. I think I forgot to turn off

You really didn't come with a better excuse?'- I asked silently on her retreating

our sight, Gabriel asked me

are you wearing, Madi? What is that?" he asked in a disgusted

what

we

not to know what

about woman's fashion for clothes? You're a man!"

your room?" I looked at

What are you

asking you, where is

"Upstairs! Why?"

again and led me towards the

"What are you doing---"

fucking clothes

eyeballs almost popped out of my eyes after realizing what he

stopped walking

"And why?"

excuse me! I can do it myself!" I snapped at

can help you." he shrugged and I glared at

the cold Mr Wilsons in the office? Because the man in front

back to the living room and wait for me

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