Grace and I went to open the door, and as we did, I stood there looking foolishly at him. Hayden was wearing a black suit that made him look even more handsome; it fit him so well that it seemed tailor-made. Was there anything that didn't look good on this guy?

"You look beautiful!" he said with a smile.

Beautiful me? Hadn't he seen himself in a mirror? He entered my apartment, Grace greeted him, and then she left.

"I like the dress, it suits you perfectly," he said while eyeing me up and down, making me feel so sexy.

"It's Grace's," I admitted.

Hayden moved closer to me, caressed...