“Amen,” Reid drawled, brushing his thumb across Nadia’s luscious lips. “They’re great, aren’t they?”
“Indeed.” Asha was smiling. “I can see that you enjoy them.”
“Oh, I do.” There was a wicked gleam in Reid’s eyes. “More than you can ever know.”
Nadia blushed hard.
Samara grinned.
Asha looked thoroughly delighted as she contemplated the young couple. Samara could see the wheels turning in her mother’s head. What was she up to?
“How tall are you, Reid?” Asha asked casually.
“Six-four.”
Asha made an appreciative purring sound. “You’re a tall drink of water, aren’t you?”
Reid winked. “I prefer Gatorade.”
Everyone laughed.
When the humorous moment passed, Asha steepled her hands under her chin, tapping her elegant fingers together. “So tell me, Reid. What kind of things do you like to see Nadia wearing? What are your top three favorite outfits of hers?”
“Hmm.” Reid stroked his stubbled chin with long fingers as he considered his answer. “Top three, huh?”
“Oui,” Asha said.
A purely rakish grin curved Reid’s mouth. “Well, I’m particularly fond of her birthday suit—”
Nadia gasped. “Reid!”
Asha and Samara burst out laughing.
“Sorry, babe. You know I couldn’t resist.” Reid brought Nadia’s hand to his mouth and reverently kissed her knuckles, grinning into her eyes. She tried to give him a stern look, but there was a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Reid playfully tweaked her nose before turning back to the camera. “In all seriousness, Ms. Dubois, I love the way Nadia dresses so it’s hard for me to narrow down my favorite outfits. The first time we met, she was wearing a white blouse and gray pants, and she reminded me of a naughty librarian. Totally hot.”
That made Nadia grin.
“I love seeing her in T-shirts and jeans and high heels,” Reid went on. “I love it when she wears my jersey, but that’s not an outfit so I guess that doesn’t really count. I love the outfit she wore on our first date. When I picked her up, she had on a low-cut black shirt with this little red plaid skirt and fishnet tights. Oh, man,” he reminisced, grinning and shaking his head. “We almost didn’t make it out the door that night.”
Nadia let out a breathy laugh and blushed, tucking her hair behind one ear.
Reid gazed at her, his voice softening as he ended by saying: “And most of all, I love the dress she was wearing the night she made my dreams come true by agreeing to be my wife.”
“Oh baby,” Nadia whispered, practically melting into her chair as she gazed back at him.
Asha and Samara shared a sentimental smile. No doubt about it. These two were the real deal.
Reid linked his fingers through Nadia’s, holding her tender gaze a few moments longer before he turned to smile at Asha. “Not sure if I answered your question—”
“You did,” Asha assured him, smiling. “Believe me,mon cher, you did.”
Reid and Nadia grinned at each other.
“Your wedding is in June,” Asha continued briskly, “so I’ll need to get started right away. After the holidays, Nadia, I’d like to fly you and your bridesmaids out to Atlanta for an initial consultation and fitting.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Nadia said eagerly. “Just say when and we’ll be there.”
