I’d just changed my outfit for the party. Silk skirt, black and pink bra, and a see-through cover.
“Does this look good?” I asked him.
“100% Yes. I love it.”
And yet, I find myself getting ready to walk out of the room to check in the mirror.
“No”, he says… “I want you to trust me. You look beautiful. I love this outfit. No checking.”
Everything in me wanted to squirm!
Because what if it’s really not great?!
What if I look in the mirror later and feel silly?
Surely, I felt all of my resistance to leave the mirror alone.
But then a breath.. into surrender…
Because this is exactly how I like it.
I think to myself…
“I may not know how I look tonight, but the energy between us right now… this is all I’m ever after anyways….”
And I feel sexy.. in his direction.
I feel sexy… letting him lead me.
I feel sexy… trusting.
Of course, this is a really romantic example of his leadership… but I assure you… there are all of the truly squirmy ones, too.