![]() Amelia always knew just how to keep the date exciting when they went out. She was classy, but knew how to show off just for him and he loved it. He could see her in a tshirt and baggy jeans and still think her the most beautiful woman on earth. Not that he didn't love to see her in form fitting dresses, though. She held the dresses up but he had already made his choice, his brow arching up as he gave her a little smirk. She smiled and agreed when he answered, putting the other dress up before moving into the closet to get her shoes. There was no way he would ever pick that for her. When she came back with her shoes, he admired them before she pointed out that it was rude for the woman to finish getting ready first and he should start on it. Laughing, he shook his head and gave a salute. "Yes, ma'am. On it." When she pressed her lips to his, he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss before pulling back with a smirk. "Keep that up and we won't make it to dinner." He teased. As she walked away, he tilted his head, enjoying the view before he chuckled and let his towel slip to the floor so he could get dressed. Slipping on some faded jeans and a form fitting shirt, he styled his hair and went back to check on her. She asked if he could zip her up as he walked back into the room and he smiled. "Of course, love." He moved up behind her, letting his fingers trail over the arch of her back before he grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it up. When he was done, he kissed her neck softly. "Almost ready, darling?" |