“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
It’s the afternoon of the wedding, and Manuel had already spent fifteen futile minutes watching a How to Tie a Tie tutorial on YouTube. A look over his shoulder afforded him a view of Jamia stepping out of the bathroom, radiant like summer in a pink (or was it orange?) dress that fell a few inches below her knee. Soft, black tendrils fell from her messy bun, framing the sides of her face nicely.
How to Tie a Tie“Being inefficient.”
She strode over to his bed and quickly surmised the situation. “Oh, Manu.”
“I wasn’t trained for this.”
“Neither was I. Turn around.”
He did as he was told, soon feeling a rush of heat up his neck when Jamia fixed his collar and started taking care of his tie. From this angle, he could see her struggle to keep a straight face.
“Does
