"The stars."
"What about them?" he asked, raising a perfect eyebrow, stepping closer. I took a step back with every step he took forward.
"They're watching over us."
He seemed to think about my words before speaking.
"Over us? Or you think they're...
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Isla's Dress
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Saskia's Dress
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Elliot opened the door, waiting for me to get in. I said a breathless thanks and sat in the car. He gently tucked the dress' material into the car. I watched as he rounded the front of the car to the drivers side.
"See you there," Yann smirked, rolling up his window speeding off. Elliot shook his head, pulling away from the curb.
"How far is it?" I asked after a moments silence.
"About 15 minutes," he replied. The smell of his cologne filled my nose. I'm pretty sure his car always smelled like this. I fidgeted with the material of my dress, being in such a small space with Elliot was making me feel things.
"You're nervous," he stated, glancing down at my hands.
"Uh, a little?" I replied, a little confused.
"You'll be fine, just talk about how the experience changed you as a person," he said. I stared at him, fascinated by his ability to look so damn good...while driving. His jawline could literally cut me, and the way he gripped the steering wheel, omg I can't even.
"Isla?" he said my name, snapping me out of my thoughts. I could feel the heat spread from my cheeks to my ears. He just caught me staring at him.
