"I feel so awkward in this thing."
I look at Katie in shock. It had been a real risk for me to invite her to my family Christmas party, knowing the questions that would more than likely follow once she left. Or was out of earshot. But it was an easy way to get my dad off my case about Puddlemere groupies. And Katie's just a friend. An old friend. Since I was twelve.
But we're not twelve anymore. And she fits stunningly in her form fitting dress robes.
"Oliver?"
I smile at her. "Katie…To me, you are perfect."