#let the madness begin...

“sorry i’m late, darling.” as soon as she’d stepped through the door, the niceties were spread on thick, dazzling grin turned onto the subject of her affections as she shed her jacket. “i told yolanda to be quick, but she insisted on the french tip.” assuming the intent behind their intimate dinner was for him to pop the question, lux had rushed to the nail salon last minute, ensuring her manicure was prepared for the inevitable ‘we’re engaged’ ring photos. everything was finally falling into place. “missed you.” the socialite gushed as she rose to her tiptoes to place a kiss on her lover’s cheek. “what’s for dinner? whatever it is, it smells amazing...”