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Leaves rustled with the cold winter air, the horizon turned a beautiful shade of lilac as the sun neared it's descend, street lights started glowing one by one like a star at a time.
Coffee steamed in paper cups and warmed their taste buds as the two strolled down the park. Jumping on their toes and giggling to themselves the two females enjoyed their evening away from all responsibilities.
A nice saturday and a long day of shopping for the perfect dress that Ayat could wear to the wedding summed up with a walk in the park near their apartment. Mihrimah being at a sleepover gave the two of them the time to spend their time like they used to.
"I really liked the black one" Ayat said remembering the dress that made her feel like a queen. The form fitting material of the dress hugged her curved just right, the strapless design made her flex her collar bones in the fitting room mirror.
"Why didn't you buy it then?" Nuha asked sipping on her coffee.
"I did" Ayat said making her friend raise her eyebrows in question.
"You did? When?" She asked making Ayat smile sheepishly.
"Nevermind" Nuha said making her laugh gleefully.
"Then wear it" Nuha said making her shake her head.
"Why?" The woman asked with an elegant roll of her onyx eyes.
"You know it's too...." Ayat mumbled pushing her arm forward while biting her lip.
"Too?" Her friend asked smirking at her friend.
"Too...." Ayat said thoughtfully trying to find the right words for her dress.
"Too hot for your boss to stay normal. Too other worldly, too sexy for him to keep himself cool and calm and collected as the heat rises in his body the moment he puts his eyes on you, too breathtaking for him to keep his shirt buttoned to the rim, too perfect while it's on you, too irresistible for him to keep his hands to himself." Nuha exclaimed spreading her hands in front of her eyes as if picturing the whole scene.
"Shut up" Ayat gritted while pulling the hood of her fur jacket on her head to hide her burning face.
"Imagine the hormonal spark in his his body as you walk out of the apartment to his car, his eyes will widen, his heart will race, he'll think as if he had died and woken up in heaven too see the sexiest female walks over to him with that gorgeous smile of hers, his eyes wouldn't be able to stay rooted on your face as they would trail down to those magnificent shoulders and collarbones, imagine him feeling hot in his suit and wanting to just take it of—"
