Amelia’s POV
The night of the event, the night I was to meet with Damien for our dinner, I knew I was going to have to be extra careful to sneak out, especially if I wanted to wear something nice, which I did.
Even right at this moment, I was in my closet, going through my dresses and gowns, looking for something that would give the right impression.
I knew this wasn’t exactly a date, but it still felt like one. It was still going to be Damien and me without the kids. I didn’t want to seduce him, necessarily, but I wanted to hold up my end. He was undoubtedly going to look gorgeous no matter what he was wearing. I had to put some effort in to make sure I matched him.
After some time and effort, I had narrowed my selection down to two different dresses. One, a navy blue cocktail dress w
