"Stop!" I shouted urgently.
Frank pulled over on the opposite side of the road.
At this moment, Riley looked different from her usual self. She had removed her formal work attire and was wearing a figure-hugging evening gown that accentuated her alluring figure. Her hair was let down in soft waves, adding a touch of charm and sensuality.
But that wasn't the point!
The key detail was that the gown she was wearing was the exact same one I had seen in Lucas' office.
Ha, so it turns out I was just overthinking! The dress wasn't for me after all.
Riley tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, holding a clutch in her hand, walking gracefully into the hotel.
It was clear the dress suited her perfectly. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to carry such elegance.
I truly lacked self-awareness, to think that dress was for me.
A sharp pang of pain spread through my chest.