Adrianna:
A soft knock on the door pulled me away from the mirror. My heart raced as I adjusted the hem of my pale pink sundress one last time, smoothing the fabric nervously. I had no idea what Ashton had planned for tonight, but the way he’d asked me yesterday had left me curious—and a little excited.
When I opened the door, the breath hitched in my throat. Ashton stood there, his tall frame leaning casually against the doorframe, but his expression was anything but casual. His piercing blue eyes widened as they took me in, his gaze lingering on the curls in my chestnut hair and the soft flow of my knee length dress.
“Adrianna,” he breathed, his voice low and awestruck. “You look...stunning.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, suddenly feelin
