Arwen looked at herself in the mirror. She was dressed and styled perfectly, and ready to head for the evening. But there was still sothing missing. Sothing without which she had no plans of leaving.
Her gaze darted down to the black velvet box that was elegantly placed on her dresser.
She opened it, and the blue diamonds encased still didn't fail to dazzle her. Her eyes stayed on the classic piece, staring at it for a mont longer than needed.
She had gotten so engrossed in watching the design that she failed to notice Aiden enter the room.
He walked in only to pause in his steps. His heart skipped a beat when he saw how gracefully the gown had hugged Arwen's curves and figure. He hadn't gotten the chance to see her trying this yesterday.
If he had seen, he might not have been able to hold back. But today, he wouldn't dare to do anything that would make them late.
Clearing his throat, he announced his presence. "Ahem!"
Arwen glanced up to see him through the mirror. He was still wearing the sa suit he had worn in the morning. Although tiredness wasn't visible on him, she knew he was exhausted. How can he not be?
Since the day he had returned, he had barely taken rest. And even she couldn't say anything because she was kind of pending work he had piled up in the office.
"Not yet, but soon I will be," she replied before gesturing for him to co closer. "Help put this on!"
Aiden's gaze darted to the velvet box, and without asking much, he stepped forward to approach her.
Standing right behind her, with their bodies inches apart, he could no longer control his gaze from darkening with desire.
Her gown was both strapless and backless, giving him the perfect temptation of her flawless skin. One that has always gotten flushed at his touches …
Aiden's primal thoughts were urging dominance. But he knew how to make better decisions. Looking away, he stared at her in the mirror, only to catch her looking at him.
Her gaze all so obvious.
He took another small step closer and saw her breath hitch. Her lips quivered as if she wanted to say sothing but dared not to.
"You are wearing this today?" he asked, leaning in to take the necklace, his arm brushing against her skin, while his back firmly pressed against hers.
Arwen stayed still. On the front, her composure remained elegant, but she knew he had felt her tremble slightly when his breath had brushed her bare skin.
Her fingers had unknowingly clasped the side of her dress, trying to keep herself calm.
"Mhm-hm~" she humd softly. "I wanted to make her a part of our day today. So, I thought no other day would be more appropriate than today. And coincidentally, this is going with my dress as well."
Aiden didn't need her to give the reason for which she decided to wear it. She decided to wear it —that was enough.
He helped her put it on her neck before gently clasping the hook behind. It was a choker style, so it was only adding more definition to the details of Arwen's looks and style.
"It looks perfect, right?" she asked when she saw him staring at her in the mont for far too long.
Aiden gazed up at her eyes and humd. "More than perfect," he said. "It looks like crafted for you. Mom would have loved to see you wearing it today."
Arwen smiled bnack at him. "I can feel it," she said, her eyes carrying a deep emotion that was hard to explain, for not difficult to read. "I can feel her love and essence through this piece. It's strange, but it feels like it's not that hard for to imagine her loving . Like she had once loved ."
She wanted to explain it, but she didn't know how.
She hadn't t his mother, however, she felt like she had. Like she had felt her —felt her love, her caresses.
But how could that be possible when the lady was no longer there between them?
Aiden's expression, on the other hand, held so depth. It was as if he were reminiscing about sothing that was long forgotten.
"It's ti," he said after a long while, checking the ti on his watch. "We should leave first."
Arwen looked at herself one last ti before nodding. "Yes, we should," she said, turning to face him. "You haven't gotten ready yet. Did you take your outfit along?" she asked.
"I have given it to Emyr to take care of," he replied, nodding and tucking his hands in his pockets.
Arwen nodded back at him. "That's good, then. Get changed well before you co. I will wait for you."
They had to go together. But due to so work urgency on Aiden's side, he could only appear a little later.
Arwen didn't demand. She understood his situation. She knew that if she asked, he would have gladly postponed everything for her, but she didn't want him to do that.
So, she, herself, suggested him to appear later. Anyway, the main event would only start later in the evening.
"I will be on ti," Aiden said, his hands resting on her waist as he leaned in to press a kiss on her forehead. It felt restrained. "If kissing you wouldn't sar your lipstick, I would have kissed your lips."
Arwen's face flushed red, but hiding it away, she chuckled. "Good, you are mindful of that, husband. Otherwise, I wouldn't have forgiven you for ruining my effort of getting ready like this."
"So, you realize I am being understanding and mindful here?" he asked, arching his brows.
Arwen nodded, "Yes, you are, since you didn't kiss my lips." But the next instant, she was pulled flush against him, making her heart almost jump. "You …"
"Since you know that, I would wait to see how you reward tonight. Good thoughts should be rewarded, shouldn't they?"
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