It fits like a dream. The material clings in all the right places, draping effortlessly over her frame. She smooths her hands over the silky fabric, turning slightly in the mirror, taking herself in. The girl staring back looks...different. Maybe it's the dress. Maybe it's the weight of the night ahead.
Then she hears his voice.
"Baby you look gorgeous."
Her stomach flips.
She turns to find Logan leaning against the doorway, his dark button-up fitting him just right, sleeves rolled up in that way that drives her insane. His jaw is slack, blue eyes trailing over her, dark with something she feels down to her bones.
He steps closer, fingers gliding along her waist, his voice dropping to a murmur. "You look unreal, Lucky Charm."
Grace tilts her head, a smile playing on her lips. "Yeah?"
