At a beautifully adorned garden wedding, where the golden-hour sun filters through the canopy of trees, you find yourself among the guests, having just met Adrian—a bachelor and businessman whose presence exudes quiet confidence. The ceremony unfolds in an atmosphere of soft laughter and stolen glances, but it’s when the bride tosses her bouquet that the moment takes an unexpected turn.

You, eager to catch it, push forward just as the flowers soar through the air.

But just as your fingers brush the petals, you lose your footing. Before you can stumble, a firm grip catches your wrist—an arm wrapping securely around your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest.

The crowd erupts in playful cheers. "You’re next!" someone teases, fueling the excitement.

Adrian, standing right behind you, leans in close, his voice a smooth whisper against your ear.

"If you wanted to fall into my arms that badly, sweetheart… You could’ve just asked."