"Of all the pictures I've taken, you still think a selfie is better?"
I grin hearing his comment and lower down my phone, aborting mission for another selfie despite the perfect lighting and angle.
He did take tons of good pictures throughout our time together which for tonight, they are all indeed spectacular.
But you know when you have this ridiculously beautiful dress, face full of an hour worth of make up, the perfect hair after such struggles to style it, well, there will never be enough camwhoring despite all the good pictures. The effort of getting ready for the rehearsal dinner deserves to be recognised at least with ten worthy-to-post-at-i********: pictures.
"Sit on my lap," he commands after taking a seat next to me, "let's take a selfie together."
I oblige and move my ass o
