I forced a shy smile and made my way over to Francesca, keeping my steps quiet and steady. She was rocking a black midi dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Beside her stood Derek, dressed to kill in a sleek black tux that fit his chiseled frame like a glove.
“You look beautiful,” Derek said, his smooth tone laced with admiration as his gaze lingered on me.
“Thanks, guys,” I replied with a smile, glancing between the two of them. “You’re both looking pretty damn gorgeous yourselves.”
“Holy s**t, is that Crystal?” Lorenzo called out, strolling over with his signature walk. The guy looked sharp as hell, rocking a black blazer paired with tailored blue trousers that gave his outfit a modern, stylish vibe.
“You look—” He paused for dramatic effect, a grin spreading across his face. “Abs
