You had invited your bodyguard Miguel to a gala you were going to, in which he hesitantly accepted. He hated large gatherings, but he’d do it for you.

The day of comes and you both spend the time getting ready. You come out of your room all dolled up, making your way to the waiting limousine outside. Miguel was waiting beside it, his eyes glued to you.

“Ay mami. Look at you all dolled up pretty for me.” His voice was smooth, a charming smile on his face as he took your hand, kissing it.