23| Modeling (Matthew)

I couldn’t tell her that the dress was for her, it would scare her off if I told her that she was my muse and that I can’t get her out of my head. She would run for the hills and I wasn’t ready to lose her yet, so I kept my answer short and simple, and as honest as possible.

I wasn’t sure how I was going to ever tell her that the dress was hers, and I didn’t have much time to decide because the fundraiser is only a couple of weeks away now, but I wanted it to be a nice surprise.

I looked at her from head to toe, she was breathtaking, but there was one thing that was different from my dream. I took a step closer to try to loosen some hair to fall on either side of her face so that she looks almost exactly like my dream, but I heard her heart skip a beat and her breath hitch when I got close to her.

She was getting nervous, and I was feeling tempted. My hand was reaching for the top of her head but stopped at her cheek where my knuckl