REVA
Checking my reflection one last time, I took a deep breath before fixing my hair, even though it was perfectly in place. When I was finally satisfied, I walked out into the bedroom and my breath caught at the sight of Levi, who stood waiting in a tuxedo that seemed to have been designed with sin in mind.
His hair was perfectly styled, his jaw clean-shaven, and his posture as straight as only he knew how. Candlelight from the sconces illuminated the angles of his face, and I forgot how to breathe.
His gaze swept over me without even attempting to conceal it, and I watched his throat bob. "You look..."
“Incredible," I exclaimed at the same time he said beautiful, referring to him, and we both laughed before he closed the distance between us and took my hand.
Lifting it gently, he
