“s**t! Where’d I put that dress?” Sierra scurried and had ransacked her closet for the dress she was supposed to wear today.
She wasn’t planning on actually wearing a dress but when Trevor called thirty minutes ago, he hinted that they’d be dining in a fancy place or something. She’s not trying to impress him either. But her original plan of going with him on her usual tattered jeans and hoodie isn’t going to work either. If anything, she’s not in the mood to be the center of attraction much more be the cause of the doctor’s embarrassment.
That little black dress would do perfectly for the job, if only she could find it.
Sierra glances at the digital clock on her table.
“Ugh! Damn it! I’m running out of time.” She pulled her hair in frustration.
“I don’t think that’ll help you find
