A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel Chapter 69

Looking at the time, I said, "Douglas, can I pick you up tomorrow at seven?"

Douglas looked shocked before chuckling. "Sure. Let's do it your way."

I felt uncomfortable at having to keep troubling him. And since I'd bought a new car, it was only right that I picked him up.

However, Douglas' tone seemed a bit off.

After leaving the hostel, I called Caroline.

However, I heard her heaving on the other end of the line. "What happened, Nance?"

I knew it was bad timing for me to call. But I could only force myself to say, "I need an absolutely stunning dress."

Caroline raised her voice. "Oh my… Who is it?"

I honestly replied, "Mr. Irvin. I'll also attend the party tomorrow."

Caroline happily shouted, "Nice! Let me take care of this…"

Suddenly, I heard a weird noise from the other end of the line.

Then, I paused for a second before ending the call.

Perhaps this was why people said women were more sexually frustrated after 30 years old.

…

Caroline only came to the office that afternoon.

Plus, she looked flushed and radiant.

I stared at her and teased, "How was your sleep yesterday?"

Caroline looked at me and blushed before saying in a high-pitched voice, "Shut up. You should ask how my night went."

It was obvious that she was suggesting something.

Then, Caroline rolled her eyes at me. "You can't keep being single. Do you know that our ovaries will start to age after we turn 30? You should find some fun before that and enjoy the beauty of love-making, okay?"

I blushed.

"Don't be so indifferent all the time. It's been so long. You should really try something new."

When she said this, certain vivid images uncontrollably popped up in my mind, and my face flushed even redder.

Apparently, Caroline also called in a stylist and make-up artist to the house too. And in the end, I wore a white dress with my long hair pinned up and a touch of eye shadow and lipstick applied.

Then, I accessorized with a ruby necklace and bracelet from the same brand, and—stepping into my nude-colored Christina Louboutin shoes—I headed out.

"Nance, I can already imagine the men lining outside our office to see you after tonight." Caroline patted the back of my hand. "Let's meet at the party."

Then, I drove to the hostel to pick Douglas up.

Clad in a black suit, Douglas wore his usual silver-rimmed glasses.

It added a touch of solemnity to his demeanor, yet somehow also exuded a hint of seductiveness to his air.

Douglas pushed his glasses up. "Does it fit well? Does it look too formal?"

I awkwardly averted my gaze. "It's nice."

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the image of Caroline asking me to try something new.

I felt guilty.

Not knowing what was in my mind, Douglas gently smiled. "Let's go then."