Flair POV
I can't stop sneaking glances at Grayson who looks so handsome in his suit and tie that my mouth is watering just looking at him. I smooth down my dress for what feels like the hundredth time and he smiles and shakes his head at me, taking hold of my hand and kissing the palm of it while butterflies flutter in my stomach.
"I'll say it again, you look beautiful" he murmured as we headed towards the back of the Deluca mansion and into the marquee that had been set up for the party, "far more than any other woman here" he added as we joined the crowd of elites and socialites mingling.
The marquee is decked out with magnificent decorations. There are twinkling fairy lights, fancy tables, and chairs. Waiters and waitresses walk around offering glasses of champagne and cocktails.
