40. ~Rowan~

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Rory stepped out of the bedroom in a beige bodycon and a sparkling purse. And she looked so ethereally beautiful that I had my breath stuck in my throat.

I was wearing just a black tuxedo - I was never brave enough to experiment with my style, despite all the courage and grit people usually associate me with.

You look as beautiful as the first time I set my eyes on you.

That's what I wanted to tell her. But I knew I would end up with a broken nose for sure this time if I went as corny as that.

"You look absolutely gorgeous." I went with it instead.

I expected a blush, a glare, or at least a flat look. But all I got in return was a murmured "Thank you."

Did something happen again?

"Honey?" I called out to her.

"We are running late." She said, not meeting my eyes.

"As I said, we are the bosses. We-"

"If you plan to be late, then I will take my car." She cut me off and it did not look like she was joking around.

"Did I do something?" I asked.