This is back into mainly Jonathon's/Christopher's POV
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Chapter 17
He watched her walk into the bathroom carrying her bag and the dress he had bought her. She was looking at it in awe. So far everything was going well but he knew well enough that he could easily screw things up. He pushed away the negative thoughts and unzipped his bag and pulled out a stack of neatly folded clothes.
He laid out his outfit, a white button down shirt, black dress pants, and a black suit jacket, he place his belt and shoes to the side of the outfit. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves, surprising, because he was never nervous, but Emelina brought out things in him he never believed existed. He stripped down so he was wearing nothing but his grey briefs, shoved them into his bag and kicked his sneakers to the other side of the room. He pulled on his pants and ran the belt through the loops, bringing it to the front and doing up the buckle. He slipped on his white dress shirt and did up the buttons, and shrugged on his jacket. He sat down on the bed and put on his dress shoes. He walked over to the wardrobe so that he could see himself in the full-length mirror. He ran his fingers through his hair so it looked ruffled; she preferred his hair like that.
He looked himself up and down, frowning. 'Something's off'
He unbuttoned and re-buttoned and unbuttoned the top buttons again and again, he finally settled on having the top three buttons undone. He ruffled his hair once more and closed the cupboard back up. He walked over to his bag and unzipped the side pocket. He pulled out a small jewellery box; he looked at it for a moment before opening it up to reassure himself. He sat down on the bed and smiled, looking down at it, he remembered back to earlier, how happy and excited she was. As he heard the doorknob turn he closed the box up, put it in his jacket pocket and stood up, all in one swift motion. He was breathless as she stepped into the room.
She was beautiful; she had curled her hair and pinned it up in a messy bun, a few golden curls hung freely. He didn't quite know what he was doing, only that it felt right. He smiled at her and slowly started walking towards her, he gently kissed her; his kiss was full of love and devotion. As he pulled back he rested his hands on her waist, he smiled once again, his voice soft and full of love, "You're beautiful, not just today but always."
It was true, she was always beautiful to him ever since he first met her, in the empty street underneath that street lamp, back then her eyes were empty but now, right her, they were full of happiness, trust, excitement and love.
He stepped out of the embrace and stood next to her, offering his arm, "Shall we?"
She linked her arm with his, "I think we shall."
Jonathon grabbed the bag with their skates and the entered the elevator.
"What floor sir?"
A huge smile spread across his face, his gaze not moving from Emelina's, "Lobby, we have a date to get to."
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