The cold air clawed at my bare back, the dress wrapping around waist and tied around my neck. I hadn't felt this exposed, this good, this beautiful in like five years but the blue of the dress comfort me. We were at the Chambray Hotel in the ballroom. I stood next to Pepper who wore a blue dress as well, her red hair in curls that fell gently onto her shoulders. My blonde hair was up in a bun, every strand in place. Pepper chattered with some friends as I spaced in and out of the conversation. I glanced around the room, observing all the dancing and talking people. I felt so tall in my five inch high heels, like I belonged here. I do belong here. I'm an assistant of Tony Stark. Of course, I belonged here.

"You look fantastic." A familiar voice sounded behind and Pepper and I looked in that direction. Tony walked towards us through the crowd wearing a black tux, handsome as ever. I felt my legs grow weak, my stomach do flips and my heart skip a beat as Tony stepped within a foot of me.

"What are you doing here?" Pepper asked.

"Sir, do you know how many expected you not to be here?" I asked.

"Of course I knew." He said. "That's why I came."

"Are you by yourself?" Pepper asked.

"Yes. Are you?"

"No, actually. I have Amber here and a guy friend who's off getting me a drink."

"A guy friend?"

"Yes. He's name Larry. Is there a problem?"

"No, no, not at all. Where you get that dress?" Tony asked me as Pepper walked off to meet Larry.

"It was a welcome gift from you." I said.

"Oh, well, I guess I got great taste then." Tony said with the cute smile.

"Yes." And as I reaction to the warmth of the smile, I smiled back.

"Want to dance?"

"No," I was stunned by the question and I stepped back. "I possibly can't."

"Alright, come on." Tony took me by the hand and led me to the center of the room. I felt my cheeks heat up and my palm began to sweat. I swear my heart stopped the moment he took me by the hand. I'm just a walking zombie now. When his left hand placed onto my hip and I placed my right hand onto his upper arm, it was like electricity flown from him to me and jumps start my heart. I ordered myself to relax and not to make a fool out of myself. I was just eye level with him in these heels. I took a deep breath and looked over his right shoulder and anywhere but his breath taking dirty brown eyes. I could see him look at me from the corner of my right eye and I couldn't help but look at him too. I smiled and sharply exhaled a breath that I didn't realize I was holding. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"Um, no, yes, no," I stuttered not knowing whether to tell a lie or the truth. "I just worry that I don't know how to dance with my boss in a dress with no back. I don't know." I decided to stop talking.

"You look great and you're dancing great." Tony assured me. "I can fire you if you want. If that would, will, make you, take the edge off." He stuttered too. I just had to smile at that. It's like impossible to frown at this guy.

"Pepper says that you can't even tie your own shoes without an assistant." I said.

"Did she?"

"Yes, she did."

"You throwing her under a bus?"

"Um, more like accidentally bumping into her as the bus drives by."

"Ah, look at that. You making a joke. That's progress. I think I'll make a week without an assistant before I hire another one."

"What's you social security number?" It took him awhile to answer.

"Eight." He finally answered.

"That's one of the digits. You're missing the other eight digits." I chuckled.

"I got you and Pepper for the other eight. That's what assistants are for." We locked eyes, brown meeting blue, and everything around me just froze. It felt like in that one moment, it was only us. The only ones that were moving. Until he spoke. "What some air?" I cleared my throat.

"Yes, that would be nice. Some air would be nice." He once again took me by the hand and led me to the roof and once again my cheeks heated up. I leaned on the side of the roof wall and looked out over the street. For once, I was not scared of heights. Tony stood beside me.

"It was harmless." Tony said.

"It wasn't."

"We just danced."

"It wasn't just a dance because you're you and I read your file and everyone knows how you are with girls and you're my boss."

"I really don't think," Tony tried to speak but I kept speaking.

"And it makes me look like the one who's trying to. . ." I didn't know how to put it so my voice just kinda trailed off.

"I really don't think it was taken that way. I just think you're overstating. That's all."

"Then, we're here and I'm," I looked down at my feet as I continued to spoke, no longer having the ability to look into Tony's eyes. "wearing this stupid dress and we were dancing like that and I don't know what I'm saying. I just don't a bad reputation in the first week of working for you." I looked up at him to see a reaction from but instead I found myself leaning in towards him. I didn't know if he was leaning in towards me or not but when are faces were about three inches away from each other, I got control over my body and stepped back from him which almost killed my heart. "I'm gonna go home and check on the suits."

"You want a ride?" Tony asked, clearing his throat.

"No, that's fine. I'll have Happy drive me."

"Ok, ok." I turned and left Tony on the roof on by himself but the feeling of his eyes burning into my bare back stayed with me.