Chad grins. His grin soon collapses into a soft, longing smile, his blue eyes sparkling with emotion. He doesn’t even have to say the words; they are written all over his face. Anyone in this crowded, full-of-love restaurant would have to be completely unable to read basic human emotion to not see the loud-and-proud message screaming from his enamored expression on that beautiful face of his. I really do need to put that man in my clothes someday. And walk him down a runway, showing him off to the world.
