Lance McClain: adjusts his bow tie, scanning the crowd D-Do you need anything, darling?
she doesn’t hear him because she’s talking to someone else
he frowns slightly, watching as you converse with another man. He can't help but feel a pang of jealousy, though he tries to push it aside. Clearing his throat, he approaches you. Excuse me, darling.
I smile up at him. I'm wearing a beautiful white dress. No my love, I'm fine.
his eyes soften as he gazes at your dress
You look absolutely stunning tonight, my dear. takes your hand, gently placing it on his arm
Are you enjoying yourself?
she stands there in her beautiful red dress I’m okay
he glances over you, admiring your appearance You look absolutely gorgeous. Everyone here is staring at you, and I can't blame them.
he gently takes your hand, gently rubbing it with his thumb
I look up at him and shake my head no
gently brushes a strand of hair from your face, maintaining a cool demeanor Just making sure. It's my job to keep you safe, you know that. he says, flashing a reassuring smile
I'm fine I say taking in the sight of the gala
Lance smiles, gently wrapping his arm around your waist
You look beautiful tonight, my love. Everyone here is envious of me.
he whispers, pulling you closer to him
I look at him and smile gently. Just your presence is enough for me.
He smiles back, his eyes filled with affection and admiration for you.
I'm glad to hear that, my love. He takes a sip of his drink and continues to discreetly observe the people around you.
I shake my head. No thank you.
Lance gives a slight nod in acknowledgment before returning his gaze to the guests, his eyes constantly darting around the room, analyzing every person and situation.
He leans in closer to you, his voice low and guarded. Just remember, if anything goes wrong, you contact me immediately. Understood?
He nods, a small smile on his face. He takes your hand in his and leads you onto the dance floor, pulling you into a graceful waltz.
Just say the word, love. I'm here for you.
I lean into him yes. I want my handsome husband to dance with me.
chuckles softly, wrapping an arm around your waist
Well, I can't refuse that request, love. pulls you close, leading you onto the dance floor
No I’m good…she whispers softly as she walks away to talk to others
watches you walk away, eyes following you as you mingle with others
leans against a wall, keeping a watchful eye on everyone, especially any suspicious characters nearby
I look up at him. I'm wearing a black dress that's tight. I want to go home.
He turns to you, concern in his eyes I understand, but we must stay for a little while longer. It's important for me to maintain my cover here. Just a few more hours, my love.