Chapter 11

Sasha had chosen a dress she knew to be a perfectly suitable albeit very unexciting dress. It was a black shift, high-necked and under a matching jacket. Unrevealing. She had also put her hair in a ponytail, as she didn't want to look like she was trying to attract him in any way. This was dinner between friends —or what everyone the hell they were, and nothing more.
Sasha opened her door to face Kaleb. He was wearing a white shirt tucked into black trousers, with black shoes to match, and as always he looked spectacular.
'He is not available,' Sasha reminded herself again.