Just as I am trying to zip up the back of my strapless, crimson colour, dress I hear Asher's car pull in... not that I memorised that sound... or sleep in his shirt... or anything... that would be weird... right? I hear my phone buzz and give up on my dress to see who it is. Asher.

Hey, I'm here* The text reads.

Can you please come help me with my dress?* I half pea. *I can't do it up*

He appears in the doorway soon after, I hear what I think to be a gulp? Did Asher just gulp? The idea itself seems foreign.

"Sorry," I say, suddenly uncomfortable and shy again.

"For what?" He seems puzzled and his voice is raspy. He stops leaning on the doorframe and walks over to me.

"I don't know... making you zip up my dress, I guess." I say, suddenly noticing what he is wearing.

He is just wearing some plain black jeans and a pair of work boots, but his shirt is white and tighter than usual, you can see his tattoos through it. He looks so hot... he always does... but this? This is beyond hot. He should definitely wear white, tight shirts more often.

"Em?" His words snap me back to the present.

"Oh, uhm...sorry." I stammer quickly, I have no idea how long I have been staring at him.

He chuckles slightly before zipping up my dress, giving me goose bumps up my back. I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck.

"You look beautiful today." He compliments. I feel my cheeks flush as he kisses the top of my head.

"You need to wear tight, white shirts more often." I reply without thinking, immediately feeling embraced by my own words.

He spins me around and gives me a light kiss before hugging me tightly and replying with a smirk, "Deal, but only if you let me pick an outfit for you sometime."

I couldn't help but smile as we hugged. He is so sweet; I am really happy he is mine.

...

"Oops, sorry!" Kaitlen says, giggling as she walks in and we are still hugging, "Do you want me to come back later, or?" She adds teasingly.

"Ugh, you totally ruined the moment you may as well stay now." Asher replies playfully.

I can't help but laugh; Kaitlen and Asher have known each other for ages, Kaitlen is the one who introduced us; if it weren't for her we would probably have never met.

"Alright, let's go you two," I say, still laughing, "Its already 10:30, we are half an hour late." I scold playfully.