#evnoiia

                    they had started talking about an hour ago. william had seen her standing at the bar and at the sight of the short dress he simply hadn’t been able to turn the other way. phew ... women seemed to have that effect on him more often than he liked to admit. which didn’t matter at that moment. all that mattered was his hand on her lower back as she laughed at his dry jokes and the way she allowed him to look at her, to admire her really. gina, she was like the girl that ended up with the hero in a movie. beautiful. warm skin. a lovely voice. humor he enjoyed. a dream. at least for a night. 

                    at first adriana had been too bitter to even consider going on a date. a feeling she wanted to keep well hidden from the world and maybe reason enough for why she had agreed to going out with a man who’s name she didn’t even know. all just to keep her little secret. and really, her expectations had been low to not even existing. the brunette hadn’t put on her fanciest shoes or the most expensive gown from her wardrobe. she’d styled her hair at home instead of making an appointment at the salon even. and the second his lips had hit her cheek to say hello? she had regretted all of that. because noah wasn’t looking half bad and the two had been talking non stop since they sat down. the date was ... relaxing. and for the first time in weeks adriana found herself not thinking about a certain blond idiot. a part of her was thankful. another part of her craved for it to last as long as possible.

"all of these beautiful clothing you bought at my store and still you're not covering up any of ... that."

"this title belongs to us! as long as i don't sober up before the competition, haha."

"just so you know, i've got dibs on baby spice."

"i hope you paid for this, or else it's coming out of your next wage."