TARYN POV
I stare at myself in the mirror of our walk-in closet, smoothing my hands over the knee-length pencil skirt of my off-white outfit. Butterflies swarm in my stomach, fluttering and tickling my insides, and my hands tremble, but I exhale and close my eyes, putting up my mask for the event today.
A low whistle sounds from behind me, and I peek through my lashes to meet Reid’s stare in the mirror, his blue eyes scanning over my dress and lingering on how it hugs the curves of my ass, thighs, and breasts. Heat and longing rise within me, and I turn to face him as he reaches me. He tugs on the peplum ruffle of my bodice, pulling me flush against him and lowering his lips to mine for a soft kiss.
“You look delectable,” he says.
I laugh against his mouth. “Thanks.”
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