Zac’s point of View
I put on a tailored navy blue suit, with a white dress shirt, and when I'm all dressed, and ready I walk back into the bathroom to check on Lauren's progress. She is finishing up on her makeup. Her hair is already done and it’s got some curl in it now, and she’s wearing it down. Her lips are red, and she’s leaned in close to the mirror while she puts on eyeliner. I have never seen someone more beautiful. Even when she rolls out of bed in the morning, she’s perfect with her tousled hair, and fresh face. “You’re so beautiful.”
She pauses doing her makeup and looks at me through the mirror smiling. “You’re so sweet. And you look really handsome,” she turns to look at me.
“You fill that suit out really nicely. Turn around, let me see it,” she orders. I can’t help but l
