Mia adjusted the pale pink cravat Darius was wearing and fluffed the matching pocket square before she stood back and took in the full effect. Darius wore a pristine white tuxedo paired with a white button-down shirt and a white vest. The cravat, pocket square, and cufflinks were all a soft pink, and he even had matching pink socks, not that anyone would see them. He looked good and the hint of his tattoos that showed above his collar gave the right bad-boy twist that helped him carry off the look.

“You look good,” Mia said, more to reassure herself than to compliment him.

She was nervous. The White Gala...