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"Take another one." Kataya instructs Saint who was holding her iPhone snapping pictures of her. "Lift the camera up some, get the full dress!"
"I'm not taking no more after this. It's been fifteen minutes now." Saint complains as he holds the phone at the angle she instructed him to. "Lucky you look good."
Kataya smiles at him between shots and goes back to posing. As she tosses her head back against the headrest of the seat she can hear Saint chuckle lowly before snapping another picture. Her head shoots back up and she narrows his eyes at him.
"Let me see, because what's funny babe?"
"You. You're hella dramatic, I love it." He admits.
"Well thank you baby." Kataya says a she plants a kiss on cheek. She grabs her phone and looks through the pictures finally satisfied. Her eyes rake over her appearance in the mirror and insecurity begins to form in the pit of her stomach. "D-do you think it's too much."
"No. Since when are you worried about your outfit being too much?"
"Since I got invited to this fancy dinner party by your mother. I've never been to anything high class like this before." Kataya says before turning around. "I mean look at you all dressed up in a tux. I don't think I wanna stand out. Tonight, I think it's best if I blend in."
"And I think it's best if you be yourself. This dress screams Kataya. Don't worry about what nobody else thinks or has to say."
Kataya nods slowly as she bites into her bottom lip, still feeling a mixture of emotions. But, her confidence was shining through a little more thanks to Saints words.
"Beautiful." Saint mumbles before kissing her lips. "I can't wait to take this off tonight."
"Stop it nasty." Kataya giggles. "We've been taking turns lately, but I think I want both my men tonight." She says while straightening out his tie.
"Might have to sneak off somewhere for that. My moms ain't having that..."
"I can be quiet." Kataya pouts.
"No the fuck you can't." Saint laughs. "I'll get us a room now then we can bounce when the party ends, be back home before the sun comes up tomorrow."
Kataya nods happily, overjoyed that she was able to be with a man who very rarely told her no. Anything she wanted she got from them, she knew she had them wrapped around her little finger.
Hearing the door creep open they both look up to see Psalm stepping inside, dressed just as nicely as Saint was. Kataya blushes when their eyes meet and she waltz over to kiss him before he starting nagging them for running behind.
"Everybody is downstairs." Psalm says once their lips are no longer connected. "You're looking beautiful as usual..." Psalm winks at Kataya. "You stealing my swag... as usual."
