Whether he was in awe with the city or just the sheer talent of his girlfriend didn’t make a difference on how surreal this all felt. Jude seldom traveled as is, but he’d never been out of the country. Granted, he figured he’d really have all the time in the world to do it now, but it’d surely have to be with Dakota. The drive to their hotel happened so fast he barely could keep up with marveling at the city. The interior of their suite didn’t give him much time to catch his breath as they walked in either. To share this all, with her, because of her he couldn’t be more thankful and amazed. Thanking the Bellboy he politely shuts the door with haste before rushing over to the stylist and spinning her around. “We’re in Milan I can’t believe it.” Giving her a warm squeeze before setting her down he kisses her forehead. “This beats the Met Gala, by far, I’m gonna have to figure out how to one-up this.” He muses while slipping his cold hand into her warm palm. ( @trivialves )
