Carnal Desires

The dress was barely covering me. It was so skin tight and it stopped just below my ass. The part that was meant to cover my breasts looked like two straps and barely covered them at all. Two diamond chains stretched across my back, holding the dress together I assumed but really wasn't doing a damn thing.

Nope. No way in hell am I going out in public like this in this thing!. I ran to my closet and started whipping through the area I knew I kept my dresses, but they were all bright colored sundresses. They didn't exactly scream the date material. Fuck! I have to have something better than this......this piece of material currently hugging my body.

Then the doorbell rang and anxiety spiked through me. Shit. Shit. Shit. My hour is up and I have nothing to wear. I swear I'm going to kill Luis the next time I see him.

I grabbed a cute black leather jacket and flung it on before I made my downstairs. My cheeks were rosy red the moment I opened the door and gawked at Drake standing there.