Lily's POV.
Finally, there's a knock on my door. A determined, confident knock, just like the man it belongs to. My heart flutters. My stomach does a small flip. I suddenly feel nervous, a little giddy. I move over to the large mirror on the wall and check my reflection one last time before I open the door. My cheeks are a little flushed, and my lips seem a little fuller than usual, but I feel good about myself and the way I look.
I take a deep breath to steady my racing nerves. Streak a few invisible creases from my white dress, and open the door. My heart almost stops at the sight of him. He looks incredible. Like he just walked out of a fashion magazine. He doesn't look cheesy, rather casually sexy. Like he isn't even trying.
"Hi." It's more a breathless whisper than a word.
"You lo
