Georgia stepped onto the set in the gold gown, hair curled and pinned slightly back. The breeze caught the fabric as she walked.
Lucian stood nearby, already in place. He wore a deep grey suit, tailored, classic, and looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine.
He turned when he heard her footsteps.
Their eyes met for a moment. Georgia’s stomach dipped.
“You look...” He paused, then simply said, “Stunning.”
She smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “You clean up well, too.”
May gave them both a thumbs-up. “Alright, let’s do this.”
The director gave simple instructions. “Stand close. Natural poses. I want elegance, but something soft between you two.”
Lucian stepped forward as the camera crew adjusted lights.
Georgia moved closer, the hem of her dress sweeping ge
