Leo
I ran a hand through my hair that had indeed grown fuller and thicker recently, then pointed down at my chosen outfit to shift the mood. I had gone with a luxurious silk shirt in pure white. The delicate fabric elegantly showed off the sharp line of my collarbone and the hollow of my throat, where a sleek white choker rested comfortably against my skin. My trousers were black, tailored sharply and high-waisted, giving me a polished and confident look.
"I decided to go with something warm but sophisticated for the night, and I am really glad that you liked it," I told him, feeling a small smile tug at my lips despite everything.
"You look beautiful," Miller said sincerely, his voice full of admiration, and then he stretched forth his hand toward me, which I took with a warm smile spreading across my face. "Shall we?"
"We shall," I responded softly as I held his hand tightly, intertwining our fingers, and then we started walking together toward the front door of his place.
