RONAN'S POV:
I adjusted the collar of my silk tuxedo suit, letting out a soft whistle to ease the knot of tension growing in my chest. The event tonight was important, but what weighed on my mind more was the fact that I’d intentionally asked Liora to be my date. Not because I didn’t have options, but because, truthfully, she was the only one I wanted to take with me. There was something about her presence that felt... right.
As I approached her apartment, I knocked on the door, feeling an unusual nervousness wash over me. I knocked twice, and when the door opened, it was like the air had been sucked from the room.
There she stood, dressed in a gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, with a slit that ran up her thigh, exposing her flawless, milky skin. I was frozen for a moment, unable to stop my eyes from trailing the length of her body. She looked breathtaking.