The Date

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WAZZUPPPP PEOPLES! IM BACK WITH ANOTHER CHAPTER AND LEMME TELL YOUUUU! I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS. THE PICS BELOW ARE OF WHAT ANGEL AND JAX WORE AND WHERE THEIR DATE WAS!! ENJOY. 


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Jax's POV



I rang the doorbell as I paced on her porch. 

Am I nervous? Yes. Am I ready to shit my pants? Maybe.

What if she doesn't even like me? Does she like me? What if she regrets saying yes? I shouldn't have pressured her. What if--

The door opened and Angel stepped out, closing the door behind her. I looked down at her, "Goddamn."

She giggled and looked down. I put my index finger underneath her chin, making her look up at me. 

"You look beautiful," I said huskily. 

She was wearing a royal blue dress that defined her curvy frame. It was backless showing of her pair of angel wings. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders in waves. Her eyes a burning silver. Burning right through me. 

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