Tawny
I fluffed my hair. My soft, wild curls were clipped back on the sides with the clips Bull and Tami got me. The diamond butterflies are twinkling in my hair. My purple dress showed every curve I had, and the strappy silver heels made my 5’ 10 height 6’1.
He was in the room dressing, and I couldn’t wait to walk out of the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.
“Holy s**t,” he said, his hand over his heart.
His eyes scanned me from bottom to top. He was in different attire than his usual black jeans, white t-shirt, and cut. He was in black slacks, black dress shoes, a dark blue dress shirt, and his cut. His wavy hair was down, brushed, and shining. He was clean-shaven, and he smelled so f*****g good. He always looks hot, but damn, I’m practically swallowing my
