My parents smiled as they looked from me to each other and back. I laughed and waved them off.
“Get out of my face with that shit please.”
“We didn’t say anything,” my father said.
“Yet.”
“Yet,” he agreed.
The next section was testimonials and several women and their children stood on stage and told us how the money donated helped them get on their feet by providing shelter, furniture, clothes, food, and money for necessities.
Once that finished, the lights rose and the dinner was walked around with a chicken or fish option. The second Jiselle and I tried our meals, we looked at each other. She put her head down to giggle and I coughed to hide my own laugh. We were both thinking the same thing. The food was as bland as it looked.
“I think I’m going to get that drink now,” Jiselle said.
“I can get it,” I offered.
“So can I.” She blinked at me.
“Then I guess we’re going together.”
“Okay.” She waited for me to stand then held her hand out for me to help her up.
She kept my hand in hers as she led us through the crowd and I couldn’t help my eyes drifting down her body. Her dress hugged her curves just right. She was the most gorgeous womanin any room she walked in regularly, but damn, seeing her in formalwear was a different experience.
“Have I told you that you look beautiful tonight?” I asked.
Jiselle looked back at me and smiled.
“I can always accept more compliments.”
“Well, you look absolutely beautiful tonight, Jiselle.”
“Thank you. I clean up well, right?”
“You always look good.”
“Of course you’re going to say that. You are my future husband after all.”
My eyebrows lifted at that statement.
“Oh yeah?”
“Just trying it on for size.” She winked at me and we joined the line for the bar.
“How do you like it?”
“It’s not bad.”
“Good.”
“Hypothetically, if we were to be together, would you expect me to be a trophy wife and do… this?” She gestured around.
“Elaborate.” My eyebrows fiddled together and I set my hands on her waist.
“Would you want me to attend galas and fundraisers and represent your company?”
“I’d want you to do whatever you want to do. Jiselle, I know who you are and I’m not going to try to change you. If you want to still do content with my wedding ring on your finger, so what? If you want to quit and just swipe my card all day, every day, that’s fine too. I’ll make it work and I mean that shit. If I have to downsize or open up to another investor or sell stock, it is what the fuck it is.”