Dumbfounded

Hailey

I put on the nicest dress I could find.

Tonight, we are going out to a club to celebrate. All the models and crews from the studio will be there, even Marcus, so I need to look my best.

I smooth the fabric down over my hips and turn sideways in the mirror, eyeing the low back and the way the satin catches the light.

It's bold for me—sleek, dark green, just enough shimmer to catch attention without screaming for it. Josh hasn't seen it yet. Part of me wants to surprise him. The other part wants to remind him exactly who's in charge.

I slip on heels and touch up my lipstick, heart pounding louder than I'd like to admit.

This isn't a date.

It's just... celebrating. With everyone. Together.

Still.

I grab my clutch, give myself one last look in the mirror, and head for the living room where Josh is waiting.