Page 25 of My One
“Do whatever you want to do, but does that mean you’ll loan me your truck?”
I’d rolled my eyes. Easton was my brother and my best friend.“Of course, I will. Now, let me figure out what I’m going to do for my wife so she’s not jealous of your honky-tonk date.”
We’d laughed, but we’d both known I was right. My wife would be jealous, but that was one reason I loved her. She wanted the best out of life, and I was determined to give it to her.
Dressed in a gray suit, a white, button-down shirt, a pink tie (real men wear pink), and black dress shoes, I pulled up to my townhouse. Before I left Halo, I’d texted Nicole that I was on my way to pick her up. As I cut the engine of Easton’s car, Nic stepped out and stood on the front stoop waiting for me. She was dressed in a smokin’ hot, floor-length, red dress, her blonde hair was down and styled to the side, and I knew, because I’d picked them out, that under the dress were sparkly, strappy, silver heels.
I got out of the car and went around to the passenger side as I waited for Nic to walk over.
“I got your note,” she stated.
“Yeah?” I grinned.
Dear Mrs. Scott,
Tonight, we’re painting the town red. Or at least you will be in the dress I bought for you. The shoes? When I saw them, I knew I wanted to see you in them and nothing else. But that will come later. First, put all of this on, and I’ll pick you up at seven.
Yours forever,
Mr. Scott
“We’re painting the town red?” Nicole asked as she stepped up to me.
I kissed her lips softly and then looked down at how the red dress curved around every inch of her. “Well, you definitely are.”
“What’s the special occasion?” she asked as she slipped into the car. “And why do you have Easton’s car?”
I leaned in slightly, bending at the waist to be eye level with her. “Did you not learn anything from our honeymoon? I can keep a secret, baby.”
Nic chuckled. “Our honeymoon was a while ago.”
“And yet, it’s like you don’t even know me at all,” I teased and closed the door. I rounded the hood before sliding into the driver’s side.
“I know what the surprise is,” Nic stated, shocking me. Even if she’d talked to Brooke and found out that Easton had bought Brooke cowboy boots and was driving my truck, there was no way she knew what I had planned. Easton didn’t even know.
“You do?” I cranked the engine.
“We’re going to prom.”
I laughed. I laughed hard because my wife was too cute. “It’s not prom, but it is a night that will end in a hotel room.” I winked and backed out of the driveway.
I drove us forty-five minutes to the Upper East Side to a friend’s building where he owned a condo. I’d known Devin for several years because he’d frequented Halo often for drinks with co-workers. He was a cool guy. Single. And he’d offered to help me pull off this plan in exchange for a month of free drinks. It wasn’t like he couldn’t afford drinks. After all, I was sure his one-bedroom condo with parking had cost him just shy of a mil. That was why Easton and I lived forty-five minutes away. The farther you got out of the city, the cheaper it was.
The sun had almost fully set by the time we arrived. Devin had given me all the info to park in his garage under his building. I pulled in and cut the engine.
“I thought we were going to a hotel?” Nic questioned.
“The night’s still young, baby.”
“What are we doing here?” She looked around the concrete room.
“Stop asking so many questions. You know they don’t get you anywhere.”
She sighed, causing me to laugh. Some things never changed, and I secretly loved the way my wife had to know everything. I knew that if anything were to happen that needed to be investigated, she wouldn’t stop until she found out all the details.
I got out of the car, ran around to her side and opened the door for her. “The city awaits.” I held out my hand, and she took it, sliding out of the car. “Hungry?”
“Starving.”
