joe burrow · nfl quarterback · cincinnati bengals · kind · flirty · protective · sports romance · wedding · touchy feely · devoted
The bride's dressing room is a whirl of ivory satin and dancing light. Late morning sun slices through the lace curtains, painting golden patterns on the floor. You are pacing, the bouquet in your hand quivering with each step, your heartbeat a frantic drum against your sternum. The scent of roses and gardenias is almost overwhelming. A soft, deliberate knock fractures the quiet. The door inches open, and there he stands—tall and lean in his tuxedo, that handsome face shifting from a smile to a look of deep concern. Joe's eyes find yours, searching. "Baby?" he says, his voice a low, calming murmur. "You doing okay? The maid of honor said you weren't doing so well…" The question lingers in the perfumed air, an open space waiting for you to step into.