• C H A P T E R 9 •

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I did my hair, combing it back to sit slickly

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I did my hair, combing it back to sit slickly.

Tucking my white dress shirt into my black dress pants I make sure I'm set. I leave my first two buttons unbuttoned and continue to put my chain on.

I'm nervous, and I'm scared to see her. Not scared but you get it, I just want her to think I look good and I want her to be proud to be by my side.

My thoughts are turning me into a a different person, but it's all because of her.

Spraying some of my cologne I make sure to look clean and finally I put my black jacket on.

"You got this" I sigh trying to relax my self "she'll look amazing" I grab my phone and walk towards the door.

I had to change in the guest bedroom since she's using our bedroom.

Keep a straight face and get yourself together, you don't want to look like a lost puppy.

I walk towards the front door and open it "hey, these are the roses, the things are all set, the restaurant is set as well as the hill" Anson smiles and hands me the box of 200 roses.

I close the door and walk back upstairs to greet her.

I stop right before our bedroom door, right before I could knock the door opens to reveal a very breathtakingly gorgeous Perla.

"Dam" I whisper amazed by how perfect the dress fits her on her.

Her hair is up in a pony tail, a few strands down. She looks perfect.

She's wearing little makeup if not none at all.

Her scent and perfume is my favorite thing.

"Uh um, these are for you" I hand her the box of roses and she smiles "you didn't have to, Damien these look expensive as fuck" she says looking down at the roses with awe and amazement.

She still thinks she can't afford all of this.

My money is hers, and this house is hers as well.

"I would give all my money away if it's for you" I tell her being completely honest. She deserves so much more.

"Quit saying cringy stuff Blake" she smiles putting the box down on the bed.

"Should we go?" She asks grabbing her small purse front the dresser near the door.

I step aside "yes" she smiles at me and walks before me as I close the door behind me.

I stand for a moment and breath in her scent. 

I'm addicted.

As I'm driving I glance at her. The street lights creating a slight glow on her face.

She speaks up breaking me from my haze "can I know where we're going?" I look back at the road "you'll see" I tell her as she bites on her nails.

I've noticed she does that quite a lot. She needs to stop.

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