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"You are a vision..." Lindsey stood by the door, holding her long coat as he watched her trail towards him with her winter gloves in hand.
She was wearing a deep red dress that clung to her, accompanied by tall high heeled boots and the perfect jewelry. She'd put soft curls in her hair, and her makeup was done perfectly... she was as gorgeous as ever.
Stevie chuckled softly, turning around for him to slip her coat over her shoulders. "Thank you, Linds." She replied, feeling as he carefully moved her long locks out of the way and then laid them back down.
Before she could turn back to face him, his hands met her shoulders from behind and he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "I love you," he told her, patting her arm softly.
Leaning back into him for a moment, she smiled when he slipped his arms around her waist to hold her. "I love you, baby." Her eyes fell closed when his lips traveled down to her neck, causing a deep giggle to escape her immediately. "We have to go..." Stevie reminded him in a gentle tone.
He let out a playful sigh, a chuckle following right after. "Let's go, angel." Lindsey pulled open the door to their suite, still holding onto her waist as she guided them into the hallway.
It was December in Paris- only a week before Christmas and the scene was set so wonderfully, it almost felt like the closing part of a movie. The snow had just started a couple of hours earlier and once the sun went down, and the city lights turned on, it was beautiful.
But what was most important that night and what seemed most exciting to them was the Grand Opening sign that welcomed them when the SUV pulled up to the busy building, right in the heart of one of the most amazing cities in the world.
They were greeted immediately at the door with a glass of white wine by a man carrying a tray, and what seemed like a sea of people.
"It's gorgeous..." Stevie's eyes were wide as she scanned the entry way, holding onto her glass with one hand and her husbands arm with the other.
"They are you!" Vivian's voice caught their attention almost instantly as she hurried their way.
She had her long hair pulled up into a clip, an elegant blue dress and cream heels... She looked so grown up.
"Hey, sweetie." Her father gave her a hug first, patting her back before he began looking around the art gallery once more.
"I've missed you." Stevie smiled lightly when Vivian slipped her arm into her moms, head meeting her shoulder instantly.
"I've missed you, more." She replied, trailing along side her. "And I'm so exhausted." She added with a soft giggle.
"I bet, you are." Stevie left a soft kiss on her youngest child's forehead.
For the last couple of days, they had all been helping Clancy set up her gallery, which was a dream of hers for as long as she could remember, so she wanted everything to be exactly how she pictured it in her mind.
So she had art hanging on each wall- not all hers, of course but she had it set up wonderfully. There was a bouquet of roses on each accent table, sculptures and paintings lining each surface and in the center of the crowd, sipping champagne was the woman of the hour.
