The rest of the day went by quite fast. Faster than I expected anyway, and before I knew it, it was already 6 in the afternoon. George was getting ready to leave, and I was trying to figure out what to do with my hair.

About five minutes later, I gave up. I walked out of the bathroom and found George was just about to walk out the door. I smiled softly at him and hugged him. He gave me a gentle squeeze then kissed the tip of my nose. I scrunched it up slightly which made him smile.

"I'll be back in a little while, sweetheart. Now, try to get everything that you can ready, and I'll be back with your things as soon as possible." I nodded and smiled again. "See you in a while, love." George then headed out and locked the door behind him, going off in search of the shops.

I walked back into the bathroom and continued to mess around with my hair. Eventually I just threw it up into a loose bun. It was perfect when I had first put it up, but by the time George got back, a few curls had fallen out.

George walked down the hall and knocked on the door of the bathroom. "I have your dress, shoes and a few other things here for you. I'll leave them outside the door for you to grab. I'm going to go get ready." I got major butterflies just knowing that it was almost time to leave. I almost couldn't answer, but I managed to say, "Alright." And he left to get himself ready.

As soon as I heard his bedroom door close, I quickly opened the bathroom door and gabbed the dress, shoes and the bag of other things he had bought. I had no idea what the other things were, so I decided to look in the bag first. It was fairly small, and in it I found make up.

After I looked at the make up for a while, I decided to look at the dress, and then the shoes next. I took the dress out of the box it was in and laid it out in front of me. It was a short, but elegant 100% pure black silk dress. It was beautiful, but it looked extremely expensive.

I gently slipped the dress on and zipped up the back. I then looked at myself in the full length mirror. The dress fell a few inches above my knees and the sleeves were off the shoulder. I admired myself in front of the mirror for a while before kneeling down to look at the shoes.

The shoes were simple black heels to match my dress. I put them on and looked at the make up again. I didn't really wear make up that often, but I found bright red lipstick, dusty pink eyeshadow, and mascara and decided to use them.

I returned the make up to the bag and took out a rather expensive looking bottle of perfume I had found in there. I spritzed some onto my wrists and around my neckline and stood back up. I made sure everything looked okay still then I walked out of the bathroom and George's bedroom.

George was wearing a black suit, a white shirt and black wingtip shoes. It was somewhat simple, but he still looked amazing. He looked up at me and smiled. I bit my red lips nervously. "Wow..." He said astonished. "Y-you look beautiful..." I blushed a deep reddish color, still biting my lip slightly. "You look wonderful yourself."

George smiled a little as he stood up and walked over to me. He gently grabbed my hand and laced our fingers together. "Shall we go now, sweetheart?" He inquired. We walked down the hallway together and out of the house, heading to wherever George had planned to go.