together at four. A little earlier than usual, but it was Friday and Christine had suggested it herself so I wasn’t going to say no to that.
Dave had texted me around lunch time and suggested that we meet at an Italian restaurant called Giuliano’s on Commercial Street at seven. I had agreed. I’d take a bus there but would probably take a taxi back. Dave lived near Commercial Street. I hoped it wasn’t a sort of plan to get me home to his place after.
Once I was home I changed into fitted black jeans, a black lace top and a little fitted black blazer. I wore long silver earrings and a couple of silver bracelets, put on a pair of semi high heels in black and then I sat down at the kitchen table with a glass of wine. I put Ed Sheeran on Spotify and looked out the window. Lisa came through looking dolled up like she was going out as well.
“Hi,” I said. “You going out as well?” “Yeah, meeting a friend for a drink.” “You not meeting Chris tonight?”
“Don’t know, we didn’t make any plans, and I don’t want to push it.” She said with a little frown as she took out a wine glass from the cupboard and poured herself some wine as well.
“That’s probably a good idea. No need to rush things.” “Where are you going? You look good!” she said
looking at my outfit. “Meeting Dave for dinner.”
“Ooooh…” She said going up in pitch. I gave her a dirty look. “Haha! Chill out girl, enjoy the attention!”
I smiled as she said it.
“Yeah, feels like I’m cheating though and yes, I know that’s stupid.
“No, it’s cool. You know I don’t think that. But it