LOVED FORTY NINE

"How do I look?" she asked again when he stood there staring her down. He could feel his mouth hang open and was trying his best to close it up.

The dress she wore really accentuated her waist so much it was hard not to look away and her family looked plump and small when the make-up she normally did was not on it. She was breathtaking and he could not deny it.

"Pretty" he let out without thinking about it at all.

"What?" she asked tilted her head so her curls that she had tried to put into a loose bun bounced by the sides. "Oh my gosh this hair" she said her hand going up to it frantically as she tried to adjust out the curls.

"I think it looks okay" he said still staring so hard at her. "It complements your look," he said now clearing his throat and trying to act normal. He could not believe how a single look was able to make him feel feelings he had not felt before.

"So you think this look is enough to get people talking?" she asked hands on her waist as she spun around.

"Of course