Chapter 5

As six o'clock rolled around, I'd begun to feel nervous. Not that I wasn't before but he just did something to me. And frankly, I doubt that I trust myself around him.

Delilah was more excited than me. The moment I stepped into the hotel room, she went nuts about what I should wear.

I almost threw her out of the balcony because of how annoying she was. She thought that I should wear something provoking and sexy but I told her that I had boundaries with him. He said that himself.

I thought about something more classy but elegant. I wasn't going on a date after all.

"You'll look like a grandma." I rolled my eyes at her. I wore an elegant, fitted, blush pink, satin dress that reached a bit over my knees with straps.

I began putting on my white heels while Delilah turned on the curler.

"I don't think that I do," she sighed with frustration. "De, it's me who's going to have dinner with him."

"Yeah, with the most powerful man on Earth," she said as she began to curl one of the strands. "And