Forbidden Love

Chapter 6 - Date Time

The next day, Elijah texted me the time and address of our date. Or, at least I think it’s a date. I’m not

sure. Either way, I’ve been panicking since he said he was going to pick me up unless I wanted to

come by myself.

Basically, whenever I went on a date, I always went with my own vehicle just in case I didn’t like it and

wanted to leave early. Usually I would ask Vera to borrow her car since she’s okay with it but she drives

a 2012 Toyota Corolla.

There’s nothing wrong with the car. In fact, I think it looks nice. But to park it in a parking lot full of

Lamborghinis and Ferraris? Absolutely not. The attention it would attract is frightening.

Yeah. Lamborghinis and Ferraris. I made the mistake of looking up the restaurant and that’s what's

been troubling me since it was such a high-end restaurant. I definitely couldn’t go there with my sister’s

Toyota.

It was so high-end that if I were to book it it would probably cost me four days of working. I mean, I

knew Elijah was most likely rich but damn. Was not expecting that.

Sighing, I decided to ring up my sister Anna. She had the most experience with dating since she was

extremely flirty. The first time I called, she didn’t pick up. Of course, me being me, I called her again

and again. She answered on the third call.

“Girl, what do you want?” she immediately said once she answered the phone. “I’m trying to shave my

coochie but you’re over here blowing up my phone.”

“So you just watched my calls go through?” I asked with slight disbelief in my voice. “What if it was an

emergency?”

“Well it wasn’t so what do you want?”

“The lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bitch,” I muttered under my breath.

“What?”

“Nothing,” I told her, chuckling a little. “I needed help with something though.”

“Okay. You better not be wasting my time though,” she replied.

“So…hypothetically speaking, if I had a date that was rich and wanted to take me to an expensive as

fuck restaurant, do I let them pick me up? ‘Cause you know momma always said to drive yourself but if

I did drive myself I would have to rent an expensive car or something and I don’t have that kind of

money so I’m stuck,” I explained.

“FINALLY!” Anna screamed into the phone.

I winced, pulling the phone away from my ear. “Finally what?”

“I just knew you were gonna get with one of them rich men at some point, sis. Good for you!”

I rolled my eyes. “It’s not even like that, Anna. He only insisted because of some random mishap at the

school. So he probably only asked me out to keep me quiet or whatever,” I honestly said.

“Mmhmm,” she said as if she didn’t believe me. “Alright, if you say so. But anyway, I think you should

just let him pick you up. Live in luxury for a night. You deserve it since you’ve been working hard. I’m

also assuming the guy is young and pretty mature, so hopefully he won’t try anything. Especially on the This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

first date since clearly it’s not gonna be a one night stand -”

“Didn’t you have sex with that one dude on the first date?” I interrupted her.

“Anyway, if it’s really bad and you want to leave, just text me the code word and I’ll call you with the

whole ‘mom is in the hospital you need to come now’ bit, okay?”

I nodded my head before realizing she couldn’t see me. “Okay! Thanks. You’re the best.”

“I know,” she said cockily. “Soo, what are you gonna wear?”

I froze for a minute. I had forgotten to pick out an outfit.

“Hello?” she asked, getting my attention.

“Sorry. I’m gonna have to call you back later,” I shamefully mumbled.

She laughed before we both said our goodbyes then hung up. After I put my phone away, I headed into

my small room and to the closet. I immediately began thinking about what I should wear.

I exhaled. Well then, I guess it’s time to raid this closet and see what I can find, I thought to myself.

Almost an hour later, I found the perfect dress for the dinner. It was a royal blue color with a little slit up

the leg. It was also spaghetti strapped and had a semi-deep v-neck.

My mom had gifted it to me saying it was for a “special occasion.” At the time I laughed because I didn’t

think I would ever go out to a fancy place but now I’m thanking her profusely in my head.

After getting my dress, I turned around to see how my room was extremely messy.

Are you kidding me? I thought. I literally just cleaned it, too.

I cleared a small space on my bed where I then laid the beautiful dress on. I felt a little giddy and

apprehensive at the same time. On one hand, Elijah showed interest in me. But on the other, I could’ve

just gotten the wrong idea.

There’s pretty much no reason for me to think this is anything beyond him trying to be nice and winning

my heart just in case he’s late to pick up Jasmine again. But I might as well take the opportunity to treat

myself while I can, like Anna had said.

I checked the clock and realized that I had about two hours before Elijah was going to pick me up, so I

rushed into the bathroom to get cleaned up and ready for the dinner. I went all out when I cleaned

myself because I wanted to look my best at the restaurant.

After 45 minutes of extensive boiling in hot water, a mini concert, and a panic session, I was finally all

done and ready to do my makeup.

I never liked putting on a ton of makeup, or putting on makeup at all actually. I just wore it on slightly

more special days, like picture day or another occasion.

Once I was done putting on some makeup, I wore my dress and paired it with a black pair of heels that

I absolutely adore. When I was finally done wearing the clothes, I did a little twirl in front of the mirror so

I could hype myself up.

I even took pictures and sent them to the family group chat. Although they immediately began texting

back saying things like “I see you, sis, looking cute as fuck. who you dressing up for?”

Naturally, I left them all guessing since it was fun torturing them all.

I sighed. Now, all I have to do is keep myself entertained until Elijah gets here. Simple enough,

right?