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ago, I
guess he is back now,”
    Ethan is my little brother. He is a year younger than I am and I vaguely
remember this kid she was talking about. I do remember, however, my
brother hanging with him back and forth between houses for the entire school
year. When this kid left, he cried for weeks!
I laughed to myself. “I have no recollection of his name, mother,”
     
“Well, you never know, the two of you might just hit it off,” she hinted.
     
“Oh, no... no, no, no! Do not set me up, mom. I am serious when I say this,” I
said sternly. This wouldn't be the first time either.
     
“He is very handsome, and just graduated from law-”
     
“No. Mom, do not do this to me again,” I interrupted. “I am a very busy
person, I don't have time for a relationship,”
    That was only partially the truth. Honestly, I could care less about love and
relationships. I don't believe in them. I have spent several days, hours,
minutes, and seconds reading emails and listening to blubbering readers
during interviews about how they had been cheated on, lied to and why
would I put myself through that? Right, I wouldn't. Love does not exist in
today's world.
“I know, I know...” she sighed. “You barely have time for your family.”
     
I felt a pang in my heart. “I have to go,” I lied.
     
“Okay, I will see you tomorrow night at six for cocktails,”
     
“Love you,” I swallowed hard.
     
“I love you too, sweetheart,” Mom said sweetly. I quickly hung-up the phone
and hit the intercom.
     
“Maria, will you come in here for a second?” I asked.
     
Without responding she walked right into my office. “Yes?”
     
“Sit down, I have a favor to ask of you,” I smiled.
     
“Anything,” she winked then crossed her legs in the shortest skirt I have ever
seen. We should have a dress code.
     
“Are you busy tonight?” I asked.
     
“I have a date, but I can cancel,” she said nonchalantly.
“Uh, yeah, okay...” I eyed her. “Do you like makeovers?”
     
“For me?” she asked shockingly.
     
“No, for me, I need to be...” I think for a moment.
     
“Provocative? Possibly, naughty?” Maria asked with a devilish smile.
     
“Yes,”
     
~
    “You have a ton of clothes, some of it still has tags on them!” Maria said
from my walk in closet. “Your closet is freaking huge , Vanessa! It's bigger
than my apartment!” she laughed from excitement.
    I stood there with my hair in a towel, in my white-silk bathrobe as I watched
her go through my attire while sipping on wine. “I know. I never go
anywhere other than dinner meetings, functions, or work so I have never
really worn much of it,” I shrugged. Yes, I obviously have a clothing, and
accessory obsession. I own more than I need as like I said, I don't have time
to do much. I tried not to laugh as I watched her caress her cheek with one of
my silk dresses.
    “I love your taste in clothes. I am in heaven,” she smiled then pulled down a
strapless black dress that only covers to my upper thigh. Oh, and did I
mention the slit up to my hip on the right side?
“I love that dress,” I frowned.
“You don't need my help,” she held the dress up to me. “This is perfect, go
put it on.” she took my glass of wine and finished it off.
     
I go into my bathroom and quickly slip my body into the dress, reaching my
long-slim arms around my back and zip it up. I straightened it out and smiled.
     
Maria knocked. “How does it look?” she asked through the closed bathroom
door.
     
I turned around and opened the door. “It's a little short, but I remember why I
bought it,” I smiled.
     
“You look seriously stunning,” she smiled, gently pulling the tag off of the
seam and looked at it. “ Four-hundred and fifty dollars?! ”
     
I shrugged uncomfortably.
     
“For the price, it better do what it's supposed to tonight,” Maria snickered.
     
I felt my stomach turn. “Ah, I hope not,”
     
“Come on, let's do some smokey eyes,” she lead me to the