81. Have a little patience

Darren stood up and watched all that was raking place, as much as he wanted to go over and take her into his arms, he refrained from doing so. Letting her have her moment. 

He kept his eyes on her, on every step that she took and when she turned around and met his gaze and he was able to have a complete view of her face, Darren swallowed. She was perfection. Everything that about her was perfect. From her hair, to her make up, to that red dress that left her back bare fir the eyes to feast on and the way it accentuated her curves. It all drove him mad making him want to hide her away from everyone else. 

A frown appeared on his fave each time a male goes near to congratulate and wish her happy buryhday, his only solace was the fact that Lazarus was standing next to her and he knew that no one would try something stupid.