Blake's Plus One (2)

"I swear to God, if you were late by another minute, I would have left you behind." Blake spoke up from where he was sitting. 

The light taps of the heels only grew louder, following his words—showing that she was rushing towards him. 

"I am sorry, but something came up. I had to take care of it before rushing to get ready." Lillian's smooth voice entered his ears, making him snap his neck in the direction. 

"You girls have…" The rest of his words died down as soon as his eyes caught the attention of the girl's figure which was clad in a black, sparkly dress. 

A simple off shoulder dress was hugging her frail figure, clinging to her body in the right place even though it wasn't too tight. The lower border of her dress was almost touching the floor as sashayed over to him.