Brielle's POV

I was staring at myself in the mirror in a daze when I was pulled out of my reverie by a very familiar hooter. My heart started beating with excitement. I did a once over in the mirror to make sure that nothing was out of place. Not that he would mind, but I always want to look my best.

" Brielle! Blake is here! Come down soon," my grandmother hollered.

" Yes! In a minute," I returned. I did a touch up on my lips and scrambled to find my purse before dashing down the ...