POV Jess
I'm on day two of my week off, and tomorrow is Wednesday. My mind is as scrambled as eggs. Last night Roman texted me. I was a little thrown off because I just assumed he was going to pick me up..negative.
The text and I quote said, "Hey Jess, Brad starts at 7, I'll probably be there around 6 to see one of the openers, you're welcome to come whenever, just text me when you get to the gates and I'll give you the ticket and show you where we're seated."
What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Maybe I read into all of this completely wrong and he just invited me as a friend. I feel humiliated now for being on cloud nine.
I text Charlotte for help with apparel.
Me: What do I wear tomorrow?
Not twenty seconds go by when I get an incoming text.
Char: I don't know, just wear jeans or a skirt and a cute shirt.
Me: Wow you're so helpful
Char: My services are always available
This girl..
I rummage through my closet and I mean really rummage through it before ultimately finding a pair of low-rise tight skinny jeans, a medium brown V-neck polyester shirt with open fringes that will show a little belly. I will probably look like I'm going to a rodeo rather than a concert but hey it's the best I can come up with. Lastly, I decide on a faux leather brown jacket in case it's cold in there, and find similar knee-high boots to pair everything together.
The look I'm trying to achieve is comfortable and a touch sexy to show him I have the goods. I have a pretty decent ass and a full B almost C cup. Scrubs tend to drown the body but they have come a long way in the last few years.
Before calling it a night I eat the other half of my leftover chicken wrap that I ordered from "Milk Drunk" last night. It tastes a little like garbage because it's twenty-four hours old but meh, beggars can't be choosers.
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I wake up way too early for liking due to nerves and maybe a little too do that my schedule is completely off, something extremely hard to get used to with on and off weeks.
I spend the day cleaning, talking to mom delivering the "bad" news that I can't make it to family dinner tonight, and lounging around finally getting to see that Jonah chose Vivian on Love is blind, and the next episode they get to see each other for the first time. Unfortunately, I'm running out of time so I can't watch that episode today but tomorrow it's a goddamned priority.
I curl my hair and brush it out for a soft wave effect. I apply more makeup than usual, adding dark purple to contrast against my eyes, several coats of mascara, eyeliner, and bold I know but red lipstick. I get dressed and damn I'm feeling confident. My midriff is slightly exposed and the fringy material shows sections of my slightly tanned belly.
It's almost six o'clock, Seattle Center is only about a half hour away so I decide to head out now to be there at six thirty. I'm so nervous and anxious about tonight I don't know what any of this means for us. Is this a friendship thing or is he actually interested in me the way I am for him?
Roman meets me at the gate when I arrive, "Eyyy there she is!"
I practically melt into a puddle of mush when I see him. Gorgeous is an understatement for this man. He's wearing an olive green shirt that says "God's country" in black writing, loose-fitting jeans, and a khaki colored cowboy hat. He's hotter than sin in this attire but I'm also a little taken aback because whenever I imagined Roman in street clothes I always pictured a tailored suit but this right here exceeds my expectations.
"Here I am!" I cheese out.
"So it's actually all digital ticketing, come on and let's get you through." He gestures to the ticket on his phone. I follow him and get the ticket scanned.
"You look beautiful by the way, I like the whole look it suits you." He says with a wink.
The blood pumping through my heart is noticeable as I can hear it through my ears. Thankfully it's dark because I'm probably blushing like a tomato.
"Thanks! You too" I giggle like an idiot. I literally have zero game and I should not be allowed to date because of it. Oh wait! I don't…
When we enter the venue the place is roaring with fans young and old. It's beautiful how music can gather people together from different ages, groups, and backgrounds. I smile up at Roman feeling the music pound throughout my body. I follow along as he guides us to our seats and my heart instantly drops.