“Welcome,” Sebastian can be heard from the front of the event tent, welcoming the guests as they started to fill the tent to be seated. Charlene was waiting just in the house to be walked down the aisle after everyone was situated, so I went out to observe the guests. I keep staring, meeting his eyes, then trying to look away before I let any of my aura.
Fuck me.
He is dressed in what I was hoping would look tacky and ridiculous, but he looks f*****g amazing as always. The dress clothes look like they are right out of a fifteenth century romance novel, with a long bib-looking thing covering his ass and a high collar. He even has a f*****g top hat. Charlene had simpered and whined about the tux matching her gaudy dress and I relented. It had a high collar to hide Sebastian’s neck and ma
