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•Dinner•

Natasha stood in front of the mirror, her eyebrows furrowed deep in concentration as she stared at her reflection. She was dressed in a tight white mini-dress that stopped right above her knees. Her long black silky hair had been packed into a bun and she had applied slight make-up of powder, eyeliner, lip-liner and lipstick. She looked beautiful and she knew it. So, why wasn’t she confident? Why was she feeling so nervous? Why were her palms sweating? Why were the lower parts of her legs trembling?

The knock on her door interrupted her thoughts and she swung around suddenly, turning towards the door. “Who is there?”

“Natasha?” Came Malcolm’s voice. “Can I come in?”

Natasha glanced around frantically, searching fro anything that needed to be taken out of the way. Seeing nothing, she hollered, “Yes, come in.”

The door was pushed open and Malcolm came in, saying, “The kids are waiting for you to get……..” His words died down in his throat as his gaze landed on Natasha. He stared at her,
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