Nova’s P.O.V
Brandon only left an hour to let me get ready for my date with him. We had spent the last few hours in my bed after we grabbed lunch. Now here I was, raiding through my clothes and trying to find an outfit for our date. I was a nervous wreck, but I had to get a grip on myself. I had an hour a half to get showered, pick an outfit and do my hair and make-up. Not much time at all, but I knew I would manage. I decided to go for my shower first, worry about my outfit once I am showered and got everything else done.
I made it a quick shower, just long enough to clean up after the afternoon of pleasure we had before getting started on my hair and make-up. I had no clue where we were going. How can I know what to wear if I have no clue where we are going? I decided to text him, hopi
