Adan
“So, how did your fitting go today?” I spread dip on a cracker and took a bite. She was right. It was delicious.
She laughed. “So, you heard us?”
I lifted one shoulder, smiling. “I couldn’t help it. The walls are relatively thin.”
She took a sip of her champagne. “Well, since Asana had me captive trying on dresses, we had a partial beauty day, too.”
I looked down, and her fingernails were painted a soft pink with sparkles. “They look gorgeous.” I took her hand and kissed it.
Brenna smiled. “Thank you. We knew there wouldn’t be enough time to do everything tomorrow.”
Caesar discretely set our plates on the table, filled with Chicken Tagine with Apricots and Almonds, along with cheesy mashed potatoes. “Let me know when you’re ready for dessert.”
I nodded. “Thank you.”
He bowed
