Chapter 31 Fighting

Erica's POV Looking in the long mirror in Chris's bathroom, I twist from side to side, making sure that I look presentable. The bright blue dress that Ace bought me shimmers in the light of the bathroom. The dress fits me like a glove. It hugs my curves perfectly and flares out just below hips. I have to refrain from spinning around in the bathroom like a child. If I were to twirl around the skirt would flare out around me like the petals of a flower. I know that Ace is waiting for me, so there is no time to play around. I don't want to keep him waiting.