She slipped the dress over her synthetic flesh...it fit perfectly! Dorothy looked at herself in the mirror, and practiced putting on fake smiles. It was unfortunate that there was no feeling behind them, but Roger wouldn't be satisfied if she frowned the entire time.
Dorothy had never worn shoes with heels on them before. As a matter of fact, she began to feel a bit awkward...wait, feel? No...that couldn't be...she was just thinking too much about it.
How did things get so out of hand? All she wanted to do was repay him for the services he'd rendered...yet now she found herself going on a date with the man! A ::date::...that sounded so strange.
Roger looked at himself in the mirror one last time, making sure that he didn't look any different...he didn't want to give anyone the wrong impression, no matter how right their assumptions were!
He had a reputation as the most eligible bachelor in Paradigm City. It was something he took a lonely sort of pride in. How did things slip so far from his grasp? It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Dorothy was supposed to clean his house and help him on jobs, he wasn't supposed to fall for her.
'DAMMIT!' he thought. 'I ADMITTED IT! I should know better! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!'
Oh well...did it really matter? If you should close your eyes and see a face, it's bound to be just that...love...that's all it could be. So it was useless trying to ignore it. This elaborate surprise would be just what they needed. Work sometimes consumed their lives, this would be a good distraction.
When Roger heard another female voice coming from Dorothy's bedroom, he groaned.
"Ugh...Lalia..."
"My God Dorothy," Lalia said excitedly. "Roger never did things like this for me! I don't know what you did to him, but whatever it was, keep doing it."
"I know what you mean. This is extremely out of character for him. I wonder what it could be."
"Well obviously he loves you very much. Otherwise he wouldn't have gone to all this trouble. By the way, you owe me a cup of tea. How about we go to that new coffee shop tomorrow afternoon? We'll do brunch."
Dorothy's eyes seemed to brighten a bit.
"I would like that very much."
Roger was listening from the doorway. It hadn't really occurred to him until right that second, but Dorothy didn't have any friends. Could it be that the woman whom he'd thrown out two years ago was the person Dorothy was going to befriend? He guessed with an inner chuckle that Wayneright must have left out the ability to judge character when he put Dorothy together.
Dorothy looked over and saw Roger in the doorway. She chose to ignore his presence, but an inner sense of warmth overwhelmed her senses.
'Love?' she thought.
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Sorry this took so long. I'm working on a sequel to Torn Between Angels and school has been a b****. I promise to try harder! REVIEWS PLEASE! ^_~
~*Tori*~
Dorothy had never worn shoes with heels on them before. As a matter of fact, she began to feel a bit awkward...wait, feel? No...that couldn't be...she was just thinking too much about it.
How did things get so out of hand? All she wanted to do was repay him for the services he'd rendered...yet now she found herself going on a date with the man! A ::date::...that sounded so strange.
Roger looked at himself in the mirror one last time, making sure that he didn't look any different...he didn't want to give anyone the wrong impression, no matter how right their assumptions were!
He had a reputation as the most eligible bachelor in Paradigm City. It was something he took a lonely sort of pride in. How did things slip so far from his grasp? It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Dorothy was supposed to clean his house and help him on jobs, he wasn't supposed to fall for her.
'DAMMIT!' he thought. 'I ADMITTED IT! I should know better! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!'
Oh well...did it really matter? If you should close your eyes and see a face, it's bound to be just that...love...that's all it could be. So it was useless trying to ignore it. This elaborate surprise would be just what they needed. Work sometimes consumed their lives, this would be a good distraction.
When Roger heard another female voice coming from Dorothy's bedroom, he groaned.
"Ugh...Lalia..."
"My God Dorothy," Lalia said excitedly. "Roger never did things like this for me! I don't know what you did to him, but whatever it was, keep doing it."
"I know what you mean. This is extremely out of character for him. I wonder what it could be."
"Well obviously he loves you very much. Otherwise he wouldn't have gone to all this trouble. By the way, you owe me a cup of tea. How about we go to that new coffee shop tomorrow afternoon? We'll do brunch."
Dorothy's eyes seemed to brighten a bit.
"I would like that very much."
Roger was listening from the doorway. It hadn't really occurred to him until right that second, but Dorothy didn't have any friends. Could it be that the woman whom he'd thrown out two years ago was the person Dorothy was going to befriend? He guessed with an inner chuckle that Wayneright must have left out the ability to judge character when he put Dorothy together.
Dorothy looked over and saw Roger in the doorway. She chose to ignore his presence, but an inner sense of warmth overwhelmed her senses.
'Love?' she thought.
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Sorry this took so long. I'm working on a sequel to Torn Between Angels and school has been a b****. I promise to try harder! REVIEWS PLEASE! ^_~
~*Tori*~