Chapter 5: Call It A Date Princess.

*Gray*

I had decided to treat Angel and take her shopping for a dress, after our short entanglement just hours before I told her that we were going somewhere a bit fancy. She replied saying "I don't have anything fancy...I've never been on any dates, let alone had a significant other to plan cute dates with, not that I'm saying we are going on a date." She choked out obvious nerves speckled in her words, "So I never saw the need to buy a fancy dress and heels." She giggled out nervously, fiddling with her own fingers while sitting at my right side. "Princess, you are too beautiful to not buy yourself fancy things. All women deserve to feel fancy even without having a significant other. Hell, you should feel beautiful for your own self and no one else." I spoke the most genuine of words, Angel smiled shyly at me her lips curving ever so cutely as her eyes trailed away from me and down to her own little fiddling hands.

This woman, no matter what she did appeared so cute and sexy all at the same time. I could just devour her right now and say fuck the dinner. I don't have the slightest Idea as to why I was so high-strung and interested in getting to know her. She was just a stranger not even a couple of days ago, and now every second I'm not around her she fills my thoughts. Those lips, those eyes, that smooth caramel skin, every curve on that hot chubby body...all of her just drew me in and I didn't know why.

She's nothing like my ex that's for damn sure. She didn't wear pounds of makeup even to work, and even right now with no makeup and bed hair, she looked beautiful. She wasn't crazy acting, and her adorable shyness was something i felt I'd die protecting. Maybe it was true, she was too innocent for my world and I should keep her far away from it as possible like a few of my closest men instructed. But, I can't bring myself to push her away from me I was in too deep, I wanted her for myself, all of her. "I'll take you to get your first fancy dress then, Angel. I'll pay for everything this week, from the events down to your clothes." I nodded, caressing her raised knee between my index finger and thumb.

We were now at the mall, I hadn't any of my men with me. I drove us here in my 2023 McLaren 720s, Angel seemed to be amazed by my car portraying a sense of excitement and awe before and after getting into the passenger seat. "I didn't think you could drive, no offense. I'm used to movies that portrayed people like you who have such high and strong titles to their names not being able to or just never did drive." She walked to my left side wearing an oversized pullover hoodie, it was grey with baggy jeans and some simple white sneakers. Her hair was wrapped up securely in a bonnet since she didn't feel like doing it she told me.

She looked even more beautiful in what she called a *lazy outfit*. My hands were wedged into my pockets, I gave her a quick glance. She was short, I assumed about 5'2 if not 5'1 so I had to look down at her. "I'm only 21, unlike the old men I love to drive even if it's considered unsafe. We only live once y'know." I chuckled, Angel just giggled at my reply covering her lower face with her oversized sleeve. Gods she was so fucking cute. That's when I heard her phone ring, she pulled it out of her jeans pocket. "It's Kyle, I'm gonna take it ok." I just nodded, my jaw clenching slightly. A feeling built up inside of me as she began to smile and laugh while on the phone with whoever this Kyle guy was.

"I'm out with a friend, they asked me out to dinner."

"Pff no silly it's not a date. Awee is my bumpkin jealous that I'm going out for dinner with someone other than him."

Was I jealous? I picked up my pace just a bit, I didn't want to be around as she flirted with some guy while around me. Call me an overreactor, but I just couldn't bare it. I was ready to pull out a blunt and have a smoke right about now. More than anything though, I wanted to take her phone and tell whoever was on the other line off already. But of course, that wouldn't be appropriate behavior, not while she wasn't mine it wouldn't. Just thinking about it was pissing me off.

"Ok Kyle that's enough with the jokes, let's be serious now."

"I'm...I'm out with Scar, you know the Mafia ring leader woman who came to the restaurant?"

I heard her say shyly. Hearing her speak of me in such a shy and soft voice made my irritation go away in an instant, maybe I was reading the whole conversation wrong. I don't know, but still, that whole thing was irritating the hell out of me, I wanted her attention and didn't see why this Kyle had to call. "I'm so sorry Gray, that was my best friend calling to check on me." She caught up to me after hanging up the phone.

Finally, I had her to myself again. An hour later, we were out of the mall and on our way to dinner. I let her walk out of the mall wearing her baby blue heels and her matching baby blue, split-thigh sparkling dress. It cupped her breast perfectly and made her ass look even better than it did when she was all covered up. But of course, nothing beats the nude scene.

I even convinced her to let me pay for her hair stylist, they did a fantastic job with the quick style they did for her. Two curly puff balls with done-up edges she called it. She bought a bit of makeup as well, nothing too much just a pair of false lashes, lip gloss and eye shadow. She did it all the best she could while on our way to the restaurant I made a 10 O'clock reservation all the way in the City of New York.

"So, Is the restaurant nearby?"

"Yeah it's not too far, It's in the city. We are going to, Temple Court. Heard of it?" I gave her a quick glance, and in that quick moment I fell in love all over again. With just the little bit of makeup she had on, no concealer or anything. Just her natural beaty with a few extra accessories, she was beautiful.

"Oh my gosh, I've always wanted to go there. It's like my dream. I mean, I've always wanted to go on a date there, I know it's corny at my big age to fantasize about going on cute dates like that and whatever." I laughed and just shook my head in disagreement. "Let's call it a date then, princess." At that moment, as I'm driving with one hand on the wheel, the other propped up next to my window, my pointer and thumb fingers rubbing together. Angel began to blush and giggle in the passenger seat next to me, her thick legs crossed one over the other as she looked at me. Her smile was shy, yet more beautiful than ever.

"I thought it was just dinner, Gray. You aren't really asking me out on a date are you?"