WHY DO YOU LOVE ME.
When Reina accepted the role of maid-of-honor
for her best friend's wedding, she was thinking
of one thing; her best friend's happiness.
But in the midst of planning the best night of her friend's life, she runs into a problem...
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1 YEAR LATER...
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Reina's hands come down to flatten her hair down once more, twisting slightly to see herself in the mirror. It was date night. There was a picnic set up in the backyard, Liana was at a friend's house and Matthew was due over any minute now. She wanted nothing more than for the nerves she felt to vanish, but something told her they'd only go away once he was in front of her.
The sound of a door opening and closing made Reina perk up, and she quickly dashed out of her bedroom. "Honey, I'm home!" Matthew's voice rang out, a smile on his face as he heard the familiar sound of his girlfriend scurrying down the stairs. That smile widened when she threw herself at him, arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed her lips to his cheeks. "You missed me, huh?"
"You have no idea," Reina sighed, pressing another loud kiss to his cheek before pulling away. It was then that she saw the bouquet of flowers he held in his hand; daisies. "You love me," she sing-songed as she took the bright flowers from his hand.
He nodded quickly. "I do, don't ever doubt it." Then his eyes trailed down her body, taking a moment of silence to admire the woman in front of him. She wore a light blue sundress that ended right above her knees, her hair in soft curls around her face, lips painted pink and bright eyes blinking up at him with a happiness that made him feel light. With no hesitance, he picked up her hand that was free and pressed a kiss to the back of it. "You are gorgeous, princess."
Her cheeks flushed. "You're just saying that." She gently steps away from him, moving to the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase. She just manages to set a vase in the sink when arms wrap around her from behind, lips pressing to her neck instantly distracting her. A soft sigh slips past her lips, and she allows her eyes to flutter shut as she becomes a victim to his intoxication.
"I mean it," Matthew tells her softly, pressing a firm kiss to her cheek. "You're the most gorgeous, brilliant, radiant, sexy–"
"I get it," Reina giggles.
"–bewitching woman in the whole damn world," Matthew finishes. He releases his hold on Reina finally, leaning against the counter beside her. His eyes rake over her face, taking in every detail of her face. The blush that tinted her cheeks, her pupils slightly dilated, and lips parted as she breathes, most likely to calm her racing heart. Unconsciously, he reaches up to tuck some hair behind her ear, his hand lingering on her skin for longer than necessary.
Reina giggles, taking notice of his inability to not touch her. "You're touchy today," she points out, situating the daises in their vase. Her eyes flick over to her boyfriend, a smile growing at the sight of his glazed eyes on her. She places the vase of daisies on her counter, before turning to Matthew and grabbing his hand. "C'mon, love, we've got a picnic waiting for us."
