Colton's face remained stiff throughout the day, as we navigated to the crowd moving slowly, greeting those who were deserving.
"Fix your face Colton." I mumbled lowly but that did nothing to him, instead intensified his frown.
"My mom is on her way here. Brace yourself."
I wasn't going to be reduced to a ranting mess so I schooled my features maintaining the same energy that Colton had. It should have been a blissful event but now my curiosity was heightened.
"The trash rolled in." Leslie commented.
"Fix your face." Colton smiled, grabbing my hands, gazing into my eyes with colors in the depths, "You want some cocktail, hon?" He said with a twang in his speech.
"Mhmm... Would like some, kind sir." I smiled.
He grinned at me stylishly, holding me even close to the point that I
