Their steps fell into perfect sync against the marble floors. Amelia had always been conscious about her height, but Cullen's powerful presence wrapped around her with strong security.
Their arms were locked together and the moment they stepped into the party hall, cameras clicked from every angle of the room.
Amelia smiled at the cameras, unlike Cullen who maintained a cold expression while walking through the hall. His gaze softened only when he looked at her.
"You're gorgeous," he whispered directly into her ear and Amelia blushed.
Staring up at him, she asked. "I can't count how many times you've complimented my look. Am I so beautiful tonight?"
Cullen's eyes swept over her hair strands down to her feet in admiration. He let out a deep breath of delight and nodded. "You are. Too bad I can't wait to rip you off the dress you're wearing. It's clutching unto you so tight_"
