EIGHTEEN

laid-back date for him, which I hope he enjoys. I didn't want to do anything too extravagant. I ditch the fitted dresses and high heels in favor of a T-shirt, jeans, and flats.

I texted Jordan earlier to make sure he understood the dress code because I'd never seen him in anything less than business casual. Tonight is all about relaxation and having a good time. Andrew had me cooped up for a few days due to his ear infection, so I'm relieved to finally have a day off to myself.

Because I'm dressed so casually, I decide to go a little heavier on the eyeshadow, creating a deep dark smoky eye. I smooth down the fly-away strands of hair in my closet after one last look in the full-length mirrors before grabbing my purse and practically skipping out the door, down the hall to the elevator.

I shuffle from one foot to the other, urging the elevator to arrive at the lobby as soon as possible. I finally make it to the first level, and there's Jordan, leaning against the wall,