Fell In Love With Beauty | j.stamper ✓

Eleven

🎃October🎃

Charlotte—

Joey took my hand as he smiled.

"My baby looks absolutely gorgeous."

He kissed my cheek and looked at my outfit once more. A simple, short, strapless red dress, and glittery black heels. Complete with a black and sliver bracelet and earrings.

I smiled, "Thank you. I have to say, I do like the way you look in a suit."

I stepped in front of him, fixing his tie. Joey grinned, "Man. You look good in anything. I'm so glad your mine."

"Why do you always do that?" I laughed.

"Do what?" He asked.

"Make me feel so special." I answered.

He smirked, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close to him.

"Let's just say that you're so special to me, and I want you to know it." He whispered.

"Awh!" Mom cooed, "You two are so cute."

"Bluh." Aubrey groaned.

"Aubrey, be nice." Mom scolded.

"Where are you two going anyway?" Aubrey asked, crossing her arms.

"We're going on date with a friend of Joey's and her fiancé." I answered.

"Dean Jay! Bring me my phone!" Mom yelled.

Soon enough my older brother was running down the stairs and gave mom her phone. He stood there and stared at us for moment. He crossed his arms.

"Is it bad that this reminds me of her prom?" Dean asked.

I closed my eyes and groaned, "Let's not talk about him. He was a deadbeat anyway."

Dean scoffed, "Yeah. He's lucky he didn't come back around."

"What happened?" Joey asked.

"He tried to get Charlotte drunk, and she refused the drinks and refused to sleep with him, he ditched her and went off her supposed best friend." Dean explained, "That's why I so cold when you first asked her out. I actually like you more now."

Joey smiled at me, then looked up to my brother.

"When I first saw her, there was something about her that told me she was the one."

~*~*~

I giggled as Joey bowed before me as I stepped out of his car. He peeked his head up, grinning at me.

I smiled, "Baby, what are you doing?"

He stood up, and held his hand out for me to take.

"I'm simply treating you like the princess you are, and the way you deserve to be treated." He replied.

I placed my hand in his, then he pulled me towards him. He laced our fingers, and put his free hand on my waist.

"I love you." I whispered, "And I would kiss you, but you'll have lipstick on you."

He smirked, "I'd be okay with that."

I rolled my eyes, gently pressing my lips to his. He pulled away, a happy smile etched onto his face.

"That smile really suits you, Joseph." I stated.

"You know what else suits me?" He asked.

"What?"