𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐎.
𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃.
in which: it's fashion week, and the second most paid model in the world, swedish 19 year old delaney häfstrom, is currently in new york city with her family for the few fashion...
"hello! melody, right?" i widely smiled at the woman at the door. "yep," she smiled and clutched the binder in her hand as i moved aside to let her in.
"you've got a beautiful home!" she said looking around before turning to me. "thank you," i smiled and held my hands together.
"leo's just getting out of the shower, i'll show you to the dining room." she nodded and followed me down the dark hallway.
"so um, can i get you anything?" i asked her. she shook her head and i let out a quick 'okay' before sitting across from her.
there was an awkward silence but she broke it by saying, "have you picked a dress yet?" with a long smile.
"i did, i-we flew to new york for a few days to dress shop," i smiled and awkwardly put my hands together. she nodded smiling.
"hi," leo said walking in the room. finally, the silence was loud.
he was wearing a white button up that was halfway unbuttoned, his silver chain shining through. he had grey plaid pants with it and black dress shoes. his dripping wet hair was slicked to the side with gel and he wore silver stainless steel rings. sexy as fuck as always.
"why hello, i'm melody, the wedding planner." melody got up and walked to leo holding out her hand to shake. he took and shook it and smiled. leo sat next to me.
"alright so have we decided a venue or any specific state to have the wedding?" she asked leaning towards leo making me cringe. if she was gonna act like this, there was going to be a problem. for god's sakes woman you're literally in your forties.
"uhh-yeah we chose to have it in tuscany, italy but we haven't chosen a venue yet. i think that's what we're struggling most with because we can't decide," leo explained with his hands.
