A Little Bit Married

Slow. Tense.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I slowly puled the dress past my thighs, then let it take the curves of my body down to the floor.

The zip was still open, and I looked up to the mirror. Gray was sitting behind me, his phone to his ear, his eyes....

His eyes were fixed right on the exposed skin of my back, and it made my heart skip. It was the exact reason why I had changed right here, but at least he had turned away to let me have my privacy. Now he was looking at me like he was done hiding.

I bit down on my lips and turned slowly away, my heart racing wildly in my chest.

I ran my fingers down the dress, smoothening it over. I moved my hair away from my back, then swallowed hard.

Maybe I could zip it up if I tried. But did I want to try? No, not really.

"Gray," I said slowly and took a deep breath. I started to turn around, with the intent of showing him the dress. "What do you think of...."

My voice hitched in my throat as I turned right into Gray's broad, warm chest, his eyes watching me through dark, hooded lashes, his lips slightly parted.

"Did you call for me, sweetheart?"