"Has anyone ever told you you were born to wear a tuxedo?" Emma asked her boyfriend, who was clad in a black tuxedo over a white tux shirt he matched with a black tie and custom cufflinks.
James smirked.
"Hmm, only you do. But you should tell me that more often," he said arrogantly.
"That I shall," Emma said, before breaking into a small fit of giggles that James deemed cute.
James looked at Emma, his mind filled with compliments for the gorgeous goddess he was luckily able to call his girlfriend.
"Well, you should know that you look absolutely ravishing tonight. You're the most gorgeous woman out of everyone in this ballroom. No doubts with that," James said nonchalantly before stealing a quick kiss on the lips.
"Now where'd you get that courage from? Where's my boyfriend that I know and love, and where did you hide him," Emma said jokingly.
