“Better now that I see you.”
She tugged at the fabric. “I didn’t want to do too much. The options were endless.”
“Keep ‘em all.” I licked my lips. “I wanna see you in every last one. Ankles by my head, heels on.”
She blushed. “You’re so nasty.”
“Hell yeah.”
I pulled her into me. She tried hiding, blushing.
I spun her around slowly, taking her in from every angle.
“You don’t think it’s too much?”
I caressed her bronzed shoulder. “They about to forget a nigga exists. This shit gon’ be about you.”
She smiled.
“I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. So, thank you again for bringing me, baby.”
“Wouldn’t have it no other way.”
I kissed her lips, letting it linger.
“This color scheme screams royalty,” the stylist said with her staff behind her nodding in agreeance. “You and Eris look like a dream come true.”
The photographer standing off to the side snapped pictures.
I wrapped my arms around Eris and let him work.
“There’s gonna be lots of cameras tonight?”
“Every angle.”
“And people?”
“Lots.”
She nodded, bracing herself. “Okay, I can do this.” She exhaled. “Just don’t leave me alone.”
I held her from behind, camera still going. “I got you.”
“You’re so calm. Your nerves not on edge?”
“A lil’. I just don’t let it get to me.”
“The cars are downstairs.”
I looked at her reflection through the mirror. “You ready?”
She let out an extended breath. “Yes, I’m ready.”
Hands interlocked, we stepped out.
It felt different walking the halls with Eris. A smooth shift. Like she belonged by my side this whole time. I’d been to plenty events, but this one hit different.
With the world watching me, they were about to be watching her too.
