He was absolutely perfect.
Pretty face, (well except for that nasty scar over his left eye, which he refused to talk about), a hot bod with broad shoulders, and was from a good family.
Rich and cute, precisely Chrissy's type. Hopefully, he will propose soon as well, this was a deal she simply could not miss. Also, he was kind, well not too kind but just the right amount, hinted with some cockiness and harshness when it was needed. Chrissy loved a good old strong man, he would make a great father.
Today they are meeting in the park for a picnic date. She spots him immediately as he waits on a way-too-fancy blanket, Chrissy is pretty sure every other girl in the park is fan-girling over him, and she is proud to be the one walking over to him.
Vincent's eyes are immediately drawn to her as she approaches, taking in her appearance with the casual confidence of a man who is used to getting what he wants. He smiles and there is some smug satisfaction in his expression as she looks over Chrissy's flowy, short dress. She bought it specifically for today, so he better.
"You sure took your time my dear. But at least you are as petty as always." Vincent calls out to her smirking, reaching out to take her hand in his own, helping her sit down. He doesn't get up, but it doesn't bother Chrissy - these are just useless formalities, and she considers Vincent as well as herself more modern than that. Or so she tells herself.
She brought some strawberry cake for him, and he took a bite indulgently, before offering her some. Chrissy giggles and attempts to make some small talk, but she is a bit nervous to come up with a decent topic. Her stomach flutters and she finds herself lost for words as she glares into Vincent's ocean eyes, they are just so pretty...
He smiles at her and leans in for a kiss, snaking his hand under her skirt right away. Chrissy naturally spats his hand away - they are in public after all, even if he is being sneaky. She is modern but not that modern.
Soon Chrissy is fully drawn into Vincent's friend circle, slowly spending almost every weekend over at his. He is the love of his life, the prince who will rescue her from working for a low wage in an office full of losers.
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