The bull hated to be rush, that was one of her negative aspects of her. Giving a quick look at the mirror, a smirk appeared on her lips. It was Valentine’s Day and the girl wanted to look absolutely perfect for her prince. Grabbing her purse, she finally unlocked the door to face the lion. A slim black dress that fit her figure perfectly with her hair curled up to the side, red lips that bought out of her skin color. “Or do I?”
It was worth the wait indeed.
Golden hues widened at his girlfriend, heart pumping as wind ruffled blonde locks. Hand’s in suit pockets, a smile plastered itself onto lips. Breathtaking, the only word to describe her. Even now, the bull never failed to steal oxygen away from his lips. Extending out a hand, the lion gave a playful wink towards his bull. “You do look amazing my princess, even took my breath away. Now shall we go? I have a fun night planned.”