Chapter 7Today was the day. Dimitri was nervous. Nervous about being around so many people, and nervous for Elian’s sake. He’d been a mess during dinner yesterday, bordering on hysterical as he’d thrown ideas around. In the end, Dimitri had taken him to bed and made him forget all about the speech.
“Are you ready?” Irina appeared in the doorway to his bedroom. The long black dress enhanced her curves, the heels she wore made her almost as tall as him, and her long dark hair was fixed in a messy yet elegant style. It was braided from one side to the other and still fell in waves.
“Wow, you look amazing.”
“Thank you.” She smiled and spun around. “You don’t look too shabby yourself.”
He stood in front of the bedroom mirror adjusting his tie. “I look like a clown.”
“No, you don’t. You’re
