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Alexandra didnât know what the hell she was doing, or for that matter why the hell she was so nervous. It was just dinner right? But no it was a nice fancy dinner with Irina: rich, gorgeous, blonde vampire. She couldnât have said no of course, she was like a puppy when it came to the woman, a moth to the flame. But now she was regretting it, what was she supposed to wear?! And why had she agreed to let Irina come get her from her measly little apartment that was probably the size of the womanâs bathroom?Â
It had taken her longer than it should have to get ready, going through basically all of her closet in the hopes of finding the perfect outfit. She didnât want to disappoint or not wear something good enough. Finally she settled on the red velvet dress, hoping it would be fancy enough and knowing Irina would probably like the color on her. She had just finished touching up her makeup when the doorbell rang. She tried to calm her nerves as she went and opened the door with a smile. âHiâŚWelcome to my humble abode.â She gestured to the small space, trying to calm what she was sure were racing nerves.
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Of course it had been Irina to initiate their little date. Fucking the girl outside of a coffee shop on a public street was rather fun... But she was more curious about her than sheâd led herself to believe. She wanted to get to know her â inside and out. She chose to keep the date to herself. Kazya was cautious since Olin and neither of them were ready for that now, and besides Alex was a civilian. And she didnât want them to feel threatened by her general interest in the dancer. They could be jealous after all, and Irina had done enough to atone for.Â
She arrived to pick up the human in well enough time. Irina didnât like to rush. Her eyes glanced down the hallway as she waited for Alex to open the door. When it did, she smiled and took the girl in. âHi.â Gorgeous little minx, she thought to herself. The dress looked beautiful on her, and it hugged her in all of the right places.Â
Irina herself could not choose between a dress or something else. Ultimately, she ended up choosing a gold-toned pants suit. It worked out well. âLook at you,â she leaned in and down, kissing Alex on the cheek, close to the corner of her lips before walking into the apartment. It was cute, with Irina taking note of the dark accents. âI like it. Black in a home is quite underrated,â she complimented and walked further in. Yes. It would be hard for her to even make it to the dinner.Â












