Inside the changing room, Kol and I discreetly slipped into our formal outfits within the confines of separate cubicles. The unisex changing room was designed with small, private spaces that allowed us to transition from one attire to another with an air of secrecy. As I gracefully eased into my formal attire, a stunning black gown that clung to my curves, I emerged from my cubicle and took my place in front of the full-length mirror. With precision, I began to retouch my makeup, my focus solely on the task at hand.
Moments later, Kol emerged from his cubicle, and the lipstick that was on its way to touching my lips halted in the middle as I saw his reflection in the mirror. His appearance was nothing short of captivating, even though he wasn't entirely dressed. Three buttons on his shirt
