Chapter 47 ~ Fancy

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Rose De León

Ryker: Are you busy right now?

Me: No. Unless you call laying in bed busy. 

Ryker: Well get up and get dressed. Fancy. No sweatpants. 

Me: Oooh why? 

Ryker: I'm taking you out. It's been forever since me and you went out and had fun. 

Me: That's because Cyrus isn't here to stop us when we do something stupid. 

Ryker: Then let's just hope we don't do something stupid tonight. 

I set my phone back down on my nightstand and get out of the bed that I haven't left much in the time that Cyrus has been gone. 

Life is really boring without a tall giraffe around. 

I open my closet doors and sort through all my clothes. Ryker said to wear something fancy. Sadly that means no fluffy socks and sweatpants. 

To be honest though, I think fluffy socks are highly fancy. I could see the Queen of England wearing them right now. 

Do I wear a longer dress or a short dress? The weather is really nice out but what if I wore a long dress that showed a lot of skin? 

It can't be too scandalous because I am a very happily taken lady. Plus Ryker and I are only friends. 

Deciding on an outfit is a lot harder then it should be. 

I finally decide on a mid length dress. It's comfortable and still fancy. And In case it gets hot it shows lots of skin. 

Cyrus would love it

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Cyrus would love it. 

I pick out a basic pair of white heels and pin back a portion of my hair with a small clip. I might be a little biased but I think I look great. 

I meet Ryker in the front of the house waiting by his car. He's even dressed up a little bit in a classic grey suit. 

"Who are you and what have you done with Ryker?" I tease, making a point of looking at his suit. 

Normally he only wears basic clothes unlike Cyrus is who all the time in fancier clothing. 

"I threw him in the trunk. Man never shut up" He grins back at me, opening my door wide for me to get in. 

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