Hope’s P.O.V
I was standing in front of my bed, trying to decide what dress to wear for my date with Marcus tonight. I had everything else done, just the dress I was struggling to choose. I would need to hurry up though, Marcus will be here in the next ten minutes. I decided to go for my red lace dress bodycon dress that stopped mid-thigh and had thin straps. I wore my black glitter heels along with it, the bag to match. I gave myself the once over in the mirror, fixing my hair and headed through to the living room to wait for Marcus. And right on time there was a knock at my door. I took a deep breath, feeling nervous about our date before answering the door. My breath caught in my throat when I see him. He was dressed in black jeans, a blue shirt (that brought his eyes out) finished of
