FIONA
At the door, Ethan stopped and glanced back at me like he wanted to say something else. But at the last minute he just offered me a small smirk and tapped the leather watch on his wrist. “Don’t take too long or I'm coming back in.”
The dress he picked out fell to just below my knee and fit me like a glove. I ran my hands over the crystal detailing around the halter neckline and cinched waist. Opting for flats, instead of heels, I let my hair down and swiped light red lipstick across my lips.
Adding on two amber earrings in the shape of dangling flowers, I stared at my reflection in the mirror for a moment, worried that I might be a little underdressed.
But when I stepped out and Ethan nearly tripped over his feet staring at me, it no longer mattered.
We walked side by side thr
