"You look fucking beautiful." I press a kiss on her cheek and step back. "Sorry if that was too much. I'm a little overwhelmed."
She bobs her head, eyes running down my suit. "Same, and thanks for the compliment."
"Shall we?" I hold out my hand.
She hesitates before taking it.
I lead her to the SUV.
Once she's tucked inside, I scurry around to the driver's seat. I reach for the ignition, but her hand on my arm causes me to pause.
"Is something wrong?" My nerves reemerge.
"Can we talk about expectations?" She's shy, anxious.
"Absolutely." I swallow.
