Title: Little Black Dress
Rating: PG (if that)
Author: Britt
Pairing: It was intended to be Nathen, but it could be Meva as well, you pick.
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, trust me, because if they were, the show would have never been cancelled, Stephen & Nat would have jumped each other long ago, and Miles & Eva would have done the same.
Summary: But it doesn't matter, because no matter where she wears it, how she wears, or when, you will always be the only person she wears it with.
A/N: I got bored (that happens a lot these days). So I thought I would deliver another story for you guys. Hope you like it
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It's a little black dress, and when you say little, you mean little. It is said that every woman has one, or has had one at some time, but you bet that none of them looked as good as this. It's spaghetti strap, and comes down to just above her knees. There's a stupid little bow on the front that makes taking this dress off very hard, but you've finally perfected it, so it doesn't matter any more. She doesn't wear this dress often, only when you two go out, or, like on this occasion, a function for work. But it doesn't matter, because no matter where she wears it, how she wears, or when, you will always be the only person she wears it with.
You've always hated these stupid parties, they've never made any sense. All these rich people in their fancy clothes, arriving in their fancy cars. You drove here in a Ford Pick-Up Truck that's fifteen years old and the tux you have on is probably the same one you wore ten years ago. Yet, these things don't seem to bother you, because no matter how rich and fancy these people may be, you are the one with the most beautiful woman in the world on your arm tonight. You saw the looks all the guys gave you, they all wanted to be you, and every woman in that building, or most of them anyways, wanted to be her. Not because she had you on her arm, but because no other woman in this world could wear that little black dress as well as she did. You both know that, and you want to make sure that the whole world knows that. Because not only for this night, but for the rest of your life, you will be the luckiest man in every room. And its all thanks to that little black dress.
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