73. Dress
Casper couldn’t help but smile as he watched Tristan twirl around in the little dress he had bought for her. It suited her nicely, and he knew from the moment he’d seen it, that she would love it.
“Casper, really, you didn’t have to.” Tristan spun around to look at her beloved. Truly, the dress was a fine thing, one that never would have been thought of in the land of Venturis. She knew now why her mother had loved it here.
“I wanted to, Sweetheart.” Casper murmured, closing the distance between them and pressing his lips to Tristan’s forehead. His lips curled upward as she let out a shy giggle, and he pulled away to look to her. “Besides, if this is how you look in a ball gown, I cannot wait to see how you look in your wedding gown.” He purred out, causing her to swat his chest with a laugh.
“You would, you evil little thing.” Tristan teased, before pulling him down by his tie to seal their lips in a loving kiss.
and that is all you get you sinner