I hear the clicking of heels and turn just in time as she exits the bathroom wearing the ruby red gown that hugs her figure perfectly. Her hair is parted to the side tonight, the left side tucked behind her ear and the right side voluminous and cascading over her chest. Delicate gold earrings adorn her lobes and her lips are lined with a subtle color and gloss glazing them over.
Lana poses with her smooth leg showing from the slit on the left side of the dress with the black Jimmy Choo’s on her feet. She holds the clutch in her hand with the ring I gave her four years ago and her nails are manicured with her usual color—Ballet Slippers.
Fucking beautiful.
Breathtaking. Ethereal. Celestial.
I don’t know enough words to describe what she looks like. She looks like the last thing I want to see before I die, this angel of a woman.
My heart—I don’t know where it goes. I see her and I forget everything else exists, and that’s how it’s always been. I knew the moment I saw her I was done for. Since the first timeI saw her, I belonged to her entirely and there was no coming back. There is no way out, and I don’t want one. I’d die happily, right now, just knowing I was hers even for a moment. Knowing she looked at me the way she’s looking at me right now, as if I deserve her love.
She looks like this bright, luminous star—one that I orbit around and will for the rest of my days.
With my hand on my chest, I drop down on the couch and attempt to steady my heart.My heart beats for her.
“You look beautiful, baby,” I breathe. “I… I can’t breathe. You look…”
“You look so handsome,” she says, her cheeks flaming.
“Let’s just stay in.”
Lana smirks and stands between my knees. “Hmm.” She bends to press a kiss to my cheek. “Later,” she whispers in my ear. “Then you can find out whether I’m wearing panties or not.”
I growl and my head falls forward against her stomach, laughing breathily at the torture. “You’re an evil woman.”
“Hmm.”
“I have a surprise for you,” I say.
“More?”
I smirk and pull the two red boxes from under a throw pillow. “Eventually, you’re just going to have to accept that I’m going to spoil you for the rest of our lives.”
I remove the clutch from Lana’s hand to properly give her these gifts. “You look so beautiful, Lana.”
Her hand comes to my cheek, her thumb tenderly caressing the bone. “I love my gown.”
I smile. “I’m hoping you’ll love these too.”
Her gaze narrows. “Christian…”
“This one first.” I open the long, rectangular red box and unveil the gold Cartier Essential Lines diamond bracelet.
Lana gasps, shaky fingers covering her mouth. “Christian, this is…”
I remove the delicate piece of jewelry from the box and reach for her right arm to secure it around her wrist. “Do you like it?”
“Christian, I— I don’t—” Lana twirls her wrist slowly, taking in the piece of jewelry with glossy eyes. “I—I love it. I—” Her eyes flick down to mine. “It’s beautiful. Thank you, baby.”
Lana bends to kiss me softly and long until I have to pull back. “There’s one more, babe.”
She sniffles and I stand, towering over her gorgeous frame. “I can’t take anymore than this, Christian.”
“Last one,” I promise and open the bigger box. And she gasps at the Cartier Essential Lines diamond necklace in rose gold.
“Christian.”
I smile. “Turn around, baby.”
