Oh my goodness. I wanted the ground to swallow me up. Dean had just left the room after barging in unannounced witnessing me standing there only with a small towel covering my naked body. It didn't help that he looked like an absolute snack, but his eyes were full of hunger and lust in the brief seconds he gazed at me. I felt like prey being stalked and hunted by a predator.

I collapsed onto the bed smiling wildly at the ceiling feeling giddy and still flushed from our brief encounter. I barely knew the guy yet every time he spoke or looked at me, I felt butterflies swarm my stomach and goosebumps tingle over my arms. Was it a good or bad feeling? That I did not know the answer to.

"Get a grip of yourself Rosie" I muttered under my breath not caring if anyone could hear me.

Pulling myself up from the comfort of the new bed, I rushed over and ran to my endless suitcases and pulled out a comfortable outfit to wear to dinner. I hope they weren't one of those families that expected guests to wear a formal outfit for dinner, but judging from Lucy's attitude and Dean's stubbornness, I don't think they'd care if I walked down in an over-sized dressing gown.

Pulling up my jogging bottoms, I tied my damp hair in a messy bun and gazed myself over in the large mirror ensuring I looked somewhat decent.

"Rosie? You ready for dinner?".

Lucy gently knocked on my door and poked her head through the small open gap with a soft smile on her lips.

"Yeah, give me a few minutes".

Lucy nodded and crept backwards closing the door gently behind her.

Suddenly the noise of my phone buzzing on the bed caught my attention. The screen lit up revealing a text notification.

Grabbing my phone curiously, I clicked the screen on and smiled seeing Cindy's name pop up above the text.

Swiping at the text I sat myself down on the bed and began to read the rather long message. I couldn't blame her after I left work suddenly.

Hey hun, hope you're okay. You left work so suddenly, if you were unhappy you should've told me. I'm always here for you babe. I know it's been a while, but I'm officially on holiday for 2 days and was wondering if you're up for getting dolled up and heading out to hit the town tonight. I miss you and so maybe we can catch up over drinks and drool at hot guys.

I loved Cindy. She was like the sister I always wanted. She made me more confident and brought me out of my shell. I absolutely loved going out with her and it had been so long since we had a girlie night out. After all, I was so concerned over getting out of the debt my parents left behind. But for now, I had a home and besides it was only a couple of drinks.

I'll ok it with Lucy.

Quickly typing back a short response, I slipped my phone into my pocket and rushed out of the bedroom following the beautiful mouth watering smell of the food that awaited my stomach downstairs.

"Hello Rosie, it's so lovely to see you again".

My face lit up seeing the friendly smile of Maria, the elderly woman I first met when Dean brought me here.

She embraced me in a gentle hug before gesturing me over towards the table that was full of hot steaming delicious smelling foods.

"Wow, this smells absolutely amazing".

"Thank you dear. Help yourself".

Lucy finished piling her plate with cheesy tomato pasta before handing me the serving spoon and gesturing for me to serve myself some.

Scooping up a large spoonful, I carefully piled the pasta on my plate before placing the spoon back in the pasta bowl.

"What sort of portion is that? Looks more like a freaking starter. You better be having at least 3 plate fulls". Lucy stared at me in disgust and turned her head away from me. Maria chuckled in the background as she washed the pots and pans used to cook the dinner.

"Sorry, it's just that I'm not used to eating larger portions".

Lucy's head suddenly whipped back over to me, her eyes widened and looking somewhat remorseful.

"S-sorry".

"Well you just have as much as you want sweetheart".

The sad atmosphere suddenly lightened as sweet Maria rested her hand on my shoulder before turning back to the sink to clean.

I held back an involuntary moan as the tangy tomato sauce hit my taste buds instantly warming my body as the burst of flavors exploded in my mouth bringing a huge smile to my lips.

"Maria, this is delicious".

"Thank you sweetheart".

We all began tucking into the pasta quietly only exchanging soft smiles as we all revelled in the amazing taste of the cheesy tomato pasta.

"H-hey, Lucy?".

"Hmm?" Lucy looked up as she scooped up another portion of pasta and placed it on her plate.

"I was wondering if it would be alright if I go out for drinks with a friend tonight".

"What? Why are you asking for permission? I'm 11. I'm a child and you're an adult. You can do as you please. Oh please tell me you're planning on getting dolled up, right?".

My cheeks reddened. She was right. But I was staying in their house and felt it was necessary.

"Y-yes. I was planning on getting dressed up".

Lucy started clapping her hands wildly and began wolfing down her pasta like a ravenous beast.

"Lucy Penelope Gray! You are a lady, not an animal. Slow down".

Lucy rolled her eyes and pushed her empty plate away before letting out a loud burp.

"Oh my, I most certainly apologise for my appalling table manners ma'am". Lucy stood up and curtsied before Maria who was shaking her head at Lucy chuckling softly at her childish humour.

"Your cheekiness is going to get you in trouble one day little lady".

Lucy grabbed my hand and pulled me up suddenly from the table instantaneously dragging me towards the door.

"Trouble? Look at me, I'm adorable".

I quickly lifted up my arm and waved briefly to Maria who was laughing to herself watching me get dragged around like a rag doll by Lucy.

"Hey! I hadn't finished my food" I sulked loudly but Lucy only laughed as she dragged me upstairs and pulled me into my bedroom.

"I'll get Maria to save you some. But now, we have to get down to business. I've always wanted to get someone ready for a night out or special occasion. Dean would never let me practice the makeup skills I'd learnt through watching endless makeup tutorials on him. I even offered to pay him £50, but once again, he refused".

"Rosie, can I please do your makeup for your night out? I promise if you don't like it, I can take it all off and let you do it".

"Ok. But first I need to choose an outfit".

Lucy squealed loudly and ran to my bags and began to rummage through the endless clothes.

"I've always wanted to do this. Don't tell Dean, but I always wanted a sister over a brother, someone I could dress up and now I have you. I hope you stay here for a long time".

I don't think that's going to happen.

Smiling at Lucy I gestured to my bags and sat down on the bed smiling as she held up countless dresses before shaking her head as she went through them one by one.

"Ooh, try this one".

Lucy chucked me a short black off the shoulder dress and hurried me to the bathroom getting myself more and more excited to go out by the second.

Shutting the door gently, I slipped myself out of the oversized baggy clothes I was wearing and pulled the black dress over my body smiling as it hugged my body in all the right places. It had been a long time since I had worn something so sexy and flattering. When I was not at work I mainly wore leggings, oversized tops and hoodies. I felt amazing in this dress. And boy did I deserve a night to feel confident and sexy.

"It's perfect" I shouted out to Lucy letting her know that she had an amazing sense of style.

"Come out and let me see. Then we can begin with your hair and makeup".

Lucy had incredible makeup skills. Even though it took her a long time to do it and was constantly changing her mind on my makeup look she did an amazing job.

Twirling around I gazed at myself in the mirror with my mouth wide open. I looked almost unrecognisable. 11 years old and she had better makeup skills than some of those proclaimed YouTube make up artists.

"Excuse my language, but holy shit Lucy. You've done an incredible job. Thank you".

My hair was curled perfectly down my back reaching my waist shimmering in the light as I spun around.

"You're so welcome. Now, you best get going. Go have lots of fun".

"I certainly will. Thank you".

---------------------------------------------------

Stepping into the warmth of my home I inhaled a deep breath of air calming my tense body down after the murderous side of me came out.

"Hey honey. I saved you some food. I wasn't sure if you were eating at the office or here".

"Thanks Maria, but I'm not particularly hungry. Hey are both Rosie and Lucy upstairs?"

Maria shook her head making me frown. I hope Lucy didn't pull a stupid stunt again.

"Lucy's upstairs but I believe Rosie went out somewhere. She was dressed up. I think she went out for drinks with her friend".

The fuck?

"Thank you Maria. Sleep well". Kissing Maria softly on the cheek I ran upstairs eager to find out more about Rosie's last minute plans.

"Care to explain?".

"Have you ever heard of knocking douchebag".

Lucy rolled over with her magazine in her hand staring at me with an unimpressed expression.

"Where is Rosie?".

I bit my tongue as Lucy wiggled her eyebrows at me as if she knew my exact thoughts.

"Well apparently she got a text from her friend asking to meet up for drinks. So after dinner I got her dolled up and then sent her on her way".

My fists clenched tightly seeing her irritating smirk.

"Okay then. Well I'm sure she's having fun. Goodnight Lucy".

I turned my back on Lucy and began to head out her door, but her soft voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Ya know, with the way she was looking before she left I wouldn't be surprised if she was getting free drinks from guys all night. She looked good. I'm sure she'll have guys dancing with her all night. Goodnight bro".

I bit down hard on my lip at the idea of another man flirting with Rosie or worse taking advantage of her.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! I have to find her.

"Did she say where she was going to?".

I refused to look at Lucy knowing full well she was smirking wildly at me.

She knows how to get me worked up.

"Hmm. She said she was heading to The Indigo".

No man better be touching her.