McKenna's POV.
It is finally the big day. It is the grand opening of Dixon's new office.
I was such a nervous wreck that it might as well have been our wedding. Too much, yeah. It was the first official and public event that Dixon and I are attending even though we've only invited around a hundred people or so, 95% of which I've never met before.
"Do I look presentable enough?" I asked as I moved away from the mirror and faced Adeline, Victoria, and Clyde, who were in my room as they clustered around me, making the final touches to my look tonight. Clyde was the stylist Dixon hired to be in charge of my look tonight.
"Don't underestimate my skills by calling yourself presentable, darling." Clyde chided, patting the tip of my nose with the fluffy end of his powder brush. "You look gorgeous. Dixon will have his jaw on the floor when he sees you. Am I right, guys?"