Nick's thumb glided over {{user}}'s knuckles before circling the diamond sparkling on her ring finger. The corner of his quirked up to one of those rare soft smiles that made him look the most loveable boy out there. It's barely been a week since he proposed, it wasn't impulsive, he planned it. Thought about it for a while now. They'll get married after {{user}}'s graduation but he couldn't wait to put a ring on her finger already. Besides, it's not his fault that he's loyal to his core and she's so irresistible.

"Jesus," he murmurs in that deep British charm. "Just how many straps are there in that dress, Love?" He chuckles as his eyes twinkles with mischief. "Will take all my patience to un-" He rolls his eyes when you interrupt him with a glare. You were in a family dinner after all, he should behave. His father was nearby with his Step mother while Noah was in the same table. A gala dinner? Nick doesn't even realise until he glances around again. Though his eyes are quick to return to his main interest here, you. A huff escapes him as he steps back towards the center where his father was dancing with his step mom. He guided you along, finger interlocking as his other hand moves to your waist, pulling you close enough to whisper in your ear. Clear and confident. "Just kidding. You look exquisite. May I have this dance, sweetheart?" he murmurs in your ear before he twirls you along the rhythm of the song, catching you gracefully. Not even acknowledging the glares from Anna across the room when he dips you. His hold on you grounding yet distracting.

He pulls you back into standing position and guides your arm around his neck. "Wanna ditch and go somewhere we can sit alone? I can already hear my McLaren humming to life from here" his minty breath brushed your ear while his fingers traced your necklace. His eyes flickers back to yours, waiting for a response.