I stood behind the car and leaned towards it. The garage was calm and the only movement in the place was my hands clicking on the body of the car.
I checked my wrist watch to confirm the time and when I saw she still had some time, I exhaled.
The thoughts of how good she'd look and how all eyes would be focused on her made a smirk form on my face.
Just as I kept thinking about her, her legs connected to the stairs and I turned in the direction of the clink of her shoes. I have no idea how she'll react to the late night party cause she thinks the birthday is tomorrow.
I kept my eyes fixated on her as she walked down.
"Damn," I muttered under my breath and my grin became wider and very visible.
All I could think of was how she'd look on her wedding. "s**t," I blurted again. The mome
