Getting ready

I took some time getting ready, not knowing what to wear. Since it was a party, I put on my one dress and did my hair in a fancier ponytail than I usually sported. Cian had also dressed up, and he looked mouth-watering in slacks and a blue shirt. “Jamie, you look amazing.” His eyes beamed at me but laughed when he saw my sensible shoes. “What?” I lifted a leg, “Don’t you like them? It’s a dance in a barn, I didn’t think high heels was the answer.” “No, no. I love them. Very practical, especially since we have to run through the rain again, it seems.” Outside, the sky was already dark, and I could hear the rain pounding on the roof. I took my jacket and an umbrella, before opening the door for Cian. “I’m Scottish, a little drizzle is naught to worry about.”