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“No.”
When I look at the earrings in her hands, she shakes her head.“Not these ones.I had another pair out here but now I’m not sure where they are.”Her panic is clear in her voice too.
I stand and move to her.Placing my hands on her upper arms, I say in the calmest voice I can muster, “I’ll look for them while you get dressed.We’re not going to be late, okay?”Olivia’s dedication to always being on time for everything is legendary.I can’t recall one event she’s ever been late to.I also can’t recall ever seeing her descend into anxiety like she is right now.
She nods but it’s a jittery nod at best.
“Ace,” I say, gently tightening my grip on her.“What’s next?Hair, makeup, or getting dressed?”
“Makeup.”
“Ok, good.”I turn her and walk us into the bathroom.“You do that while I take a quick shower.I’ll find your earrings once I’m dressed, and if you need help with anything else, I’m your guy.”
She takes a deep breath and nods.This time, it’s far less jittery but it’s evident she’s still running on anxiety.
I undress and jump in the shower.For Olivia’s sake, it’s a good thing the bathroom is massive.The vanity and mirror are spread so far along one wall that it’s almost like she’s in another room to me.My back is to her while I shower and I don’t turn once even though I want to spend the entire time facing her, watching her, and having her watch me.
I stay silent while we’re both in the bathroom.I want to give her space to deal with the wired energy consuming her.After I shower and then dress in the bedroom, I get to work locating her earrings.It only takes me a couple minutes to find them.They’d fallen under the desk in the living room.
“I’ve got your earrings.”I step back into the bathroom and instantly suck in a breath at her beauty in the mirror.
Olivia has always been the most beautiful woman in the world to me, and I’ve always thought whoever she ended up marrying would be the luckiest guy around.Not only because of her beauty but also because of every other quality she has.Today, she’s breathtakingly beautiful and I’m momentarily lost for words.
She turns to look at me after I make the announcement about her earrings.“Thank you!”
I place them on the vanity near her.As I do this, I notice the makeup line along her jaw.From previous conversations we’ve had, I know that line isn’t something any woman wants.You have to blend, Callan!
Moving closer until our bodies are almost touching, I bring my hand up to her jaw and lightly brush my finger over it.“You’ve got a makeup line, Ace.”
She stills, her eyes boring into mine.The air between us thickens, heavy with anticipation and tension.We both feel it.The pull.The desire.The awareness of what we’ve been dancing around.
Her hand meets mine.“Thank you.”
When she touches me, it’s like every touch I’ve ever experienced no longer exists in my memory.I’m a blank slate and the only touch I know is hers.The only touch Iever want to knowis hers.
“You look different.”
“I’ve done my eyeshadow differently.”A hesitant smile crosses her face.“Do you like it?”
“I like it a lot.”
The hesitation leaves her smile as she takes her time with that compliment.
Every second I wait for her response feels like an eternity.The hush that surrounds us is a delicate symphony of nerves and expectation.I didn’t plan on leading us to this moment but we’re here now and I’m desperate to know if Olivia will run again or if she’ll fall into this with me.
Her smile grows and her eyes sparkle.And then,fuck me, she flirts with me.Blatantly, in a way that no one could misinterpret.“You look different, too.”She casts an appreciative eye down my body before meeting my gaze again, her eyes all sexy as she adds, “You should wear this suit every day of your life.”
“I’ll have you know this is a tux, not just a suit.This wedding is a black-tie event after all, and as such I went to great lengths to meet the dress code.”
She rolls her eyes at my teasing.I would do many things to have that from her every day for the rest of my life.“You give a man a little bit of knowledge and he thinks he’s Einstein.”
I grin and shrug.“If the shoe fits.”
Her hands come to rest against my chest.“I hope you brought a bow tie.”
“I have a good teacher.She made sure I know the requirements.”
We turn silent for a long beat, simply watching each other.Enjoying each other in a way we never have.Then, she pats my chest and says, “I have to finish my makeup and hair.”
