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Chapter 18: Stunning

Chapter 18: Stunning

"I'm taking you on a date baby girl" Hunter winks, unwrapping his arms around me. "Attire?" I ask, "formal" he grins. "I gotta go because I gotta set it up" he giggles, "be ready at 6" he says. I nod, and give him a meaningful hug, and a short, passionate kiss before he leaves. 

Once he left, I had a brisk shower. I dried myself off, then my hair with a dryer. I put on my outfit and makeup which took a while.
OUTFIT:

I send Hunter a photo, and ask him a question.

To: My Teddy Bear 💕 😍

*photo* Am I too overdressed?

From: My Teddy Bear 💕 😍

My baby girl's hot 😍 😍 🔥 💯   *photo// it includes a black jacket/blazer thing lol*

To: My Teddy Bear 😍 💕

We're high-key fanciii 😉 ❤️

Finalising the outfit, I spray on Ariana Grande perfume and place $150 in my clutch along with my phone. I check the time, 5:53PM. Roughly on time, that's good. I choose to wait downstairs, and sit on the couch and pull out my phone. 

@zachbolasco posted on Instagram!

I sigh, clicking on the notification and it's a selfie. 
With... My best friend who moved away. Fuck them. 

@zachbolasco: Love you 💝 @braelyn.young11

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After liking a few edits people made, Hunter walks in. I get up and walk into the hallway to see Hunter stop and look at me up and down. "You-ah-uhm...Wow, stunning" he stutters, trying to find his words. I blush harshly, and he takes photos of me.

"Hunter" I whine, fearing look absolute shit in them. "No baby girl you look perfect in them, I'm not deleting them" he smirks and I pout. "Fine" I give in, and take photos of him - luckily as he throws his jacket/blazer over his shoulder and looks almost over his shoulder. 

I send him the photos, "why are you so photogenic, and you need to be a model what the fuck" I laugh, staring at how hot he looks in the photos. My phone got a notification, I look down at it.

@hunterrowland posted on Instagram!

*pretend it's Hunter and the outfit, and in a hallway*

@hunterrowland: She said I should be a model 😂 ❤️

I smile, and like it before looking up at him taking photos. "Ugh stop taking photos of me" I whinge, and he grins "no can do sexy mama" I roll my eyes playfully. "Shall we go?" I ask, and he nods "yeah" he simply replies, taking my hand and walking out the door with me following behind.