The long-awaited day had arrived. Henry was downstairs waiting for me while I was inside the elevator.
The elevator doors opened, and there he was, leaning against the car hood with his legs crossed, one hand in his pants pocket, wearing a dark navy blue suit, with his hair slicked back. Honestly, he took my breath away; he looked stunning.
"Aren't you coming?" he asked as soon as he noticed my presence. I had been inside the elevator admiring his beauty.
I smiled at him, stepped out of the elevator, and walked towards him.
"You look very beautiful," he said, placing one of his hands on my waist and pulling me in for a kiss. "I'm glad there are few guests."
"Why?" I looked at him intently.
"I don't want anyone desiring my girl." He smiled.
"Miss," he said as he released me and opene
