The date on the rooftop.
"Three days from now, it is already our wedding," whispered Winston at me when he was holding my hands.
He was wearing a long sleeve and was being tucked inside his trousers. There is a meeting that happens lately.
He winked at me and slowly grabbed me, and that made me bump into his hard chest. It did not take him out of balance, as he was strong enough to cater to me.
"Can I dance with you?" He asked me while he moved his feet.
My arms were at my side. He allowed me to put them on his shoulder while the other hand was also the same. "I want to make this night memorable between you and me."
