"Bro, you are looking fire!" Sam said, eyes widening as Adrian stepped out of his apartment.
Adrian had ditched his usual laid-back style for a fitted black tux with satin lapels, crisp white shirt underneath, and a slim black tie. A sleek silver pin added a touch of polish to the left lapel. His dark hair was casually tousled, and his sharp jawline stood out even more beneath the soft glow of the hallway light. He had thrown on a charcoal-grey trench coat over his shoulders, and a pair of polished dress shoes completed the look.
He looked like he belonged on the cover of a luxury magazine.
Adrian chuckled softly at Sam's enthusiasm. "You're being dramatic."
"No, no, man, I swear," Sam said, placing a hand on his heart as if pledging allegiance. "If I were into dudes, I'd propose."
Adrian rolled his eyes, amusement dancing across his face. "Thanks, I guess."
Then his gaze shifted to the yellow taxi waiting at the curb. He blinked.
