Layla
I stuck around long enough to see the three stooges come back to the ballroom. As soon as they do, I walk out into the garden. I really am ready for a hot bath and bed but trying to let some more guests leave. I sigh as I look at the stars. Hazelnut coffee invades my senses and I don’t react fast enough before he’s right beside me.
“It is a beautiful night.” He says softly and I wrap my arms around my waist.
“Yes it is.” I agree.
“Are you cold Layla?” He asks looking at my arms.
“No just tired. I think I’ll go to bed.” I turn and start walking inside.
“Layla…” I turn slightly and look at him. “You look stunning tonight. That color green is…something else on you. I just thought you should know that.” My heart trembles at his words and I want to run to him and ask him to hold me
