Mr.Right

Chapter 26.

The following days pass by in a blur.

Maverick and I got closer than before after I told him all that happened in the past shitty year of my life. He's more protective now, I think, like I'm a fragile glass he wouldn't want to break.

I can remember him freaking out the other day when I spilled hot water on my hands while trying to make coffee. It was cute. Not the hot water stuff though, I screamed like a woman in labor.

Lately, we've gone back to just dieting as he has a lot of work piled up already and won't be able to go jogging in the mornings as frequently as we used to.

It's been a month since we met and my feelings for Maverick grow stronger every time he cracks one of his swooning grins at my silly moments. I look at him in the littlest moments, like when he brushes his teeth, or tug at one of his brown locks absentmindedly, and I am breathless knowing it doesn't take a million-dollar telescope to notice the crushing beauty of the universe.

I'm scared to tell him. I know he has other issues to deal with and I hate to be one of those issues but I don't know how long I can suppress this new feeling.

I fling open the door of my wardrobe and stare at it like a dress would jump out itself if I stare hard enough.

It's the night of the ball party and I can't figure out a dress to wear. I try out a few sleeveless gowns I find out they're not my style. Why'd I even shop for them anyway?

I finally come up with a dress after turning my whole closet upside down. I almost don't recognize my own self when I step in front of my mirror.

I'm wearing a Navy blue dress with pearls that are beaded into the lace. It's V necked and stops right above the beginning of my stomach not to forget the off-shoulder that exposes all of my skin. My outfit is paired up with stiletto high heeled gladiator sandals.

My makeup, like my outfit, is bold with my lips being the center of attraction. The mascara accentuated on my eyes makes them pop while my lips are painted in a nude lipstick.

I can't remember the last time I dressed like this. Correction, I've never dressed like this.

"Hey," I see Maverick pop his head into the room. "You done?"

"Kind of," I say, unsure of whether to clean the whole makeup and storm the party with my hoodie and jean. My eyes sweep up his body and I suck in a breath.

He's wearing a suit.

his tall,

like it as much as I liked the slight trace of facial hair that often bordered his full lips like a dark shadow. His hair is neatly styled away from

arms, slowly gliding them down my own hands. A shiver runs down my spine when he interlocks his fingers with

leans down to bury his face in the crook of my neck and

He says into

admit honestly. "What if

to look at me. "And what did

it for a moment before frowning at myself.

be yourself tonight and

to listen to him but with Tony at that party tonight,

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the colossal pinewood doors wide open where the maroon carpet begins. There's a slight

I say as he helps me out of the car and slides his hands down to meet mine. We walk in together and all eyes darts from every direction to us.

out, its normal. Just smile and wave," I do as he instructs as I'm greeted back with

Mayor supposed to be at gatherings like this?" I ask, surveying the large crowd of people. Yeah, I'm definitely going to shit my pants if I come face to

want to chuckle at his statement but the way he says it sounds... Personal?

hands as his features harden. "Tony at 3 O'clock."

his hair is now in curly locks. I thought I was ready to see him but now that I'm watching him walk up the stage, my

my hand a slight squeeze which somehow reassures me.

"A year has 365 days; this is the same for everyone, but how different it seems

year's resolutions, this is the time when we could make some determination about the things we have been thinking about during Christmas. Sometimes, after some great event is over, we close our minds on it and forget about what we

a toast to the future, a toast

in all areas of the room. Everyone is clapping.

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