The goosebumps on my skin nervously arise as I hear the doorbell ring and the downstairs floor becomes filled with more and more chattering as the minutes pass.
I take a deep breath trying to ignore all the commotion and step outside of my steam-filled bathroom
"Emerald green or lavender dress", I ask Kai who's already dressed in a black dress shirt and pants lying on my bed playing cod on his phone.
He drops his phone looking over at me in my towel and immediately I know he couldn't care less about either dress based on the way both of his eyes glaze over with lust.
I'm almost less than a split second he springs up from my bed and slides over to me smoothly grabbing my waist in order for my entire body to meet the front of his.
"Hmm how about nothing", he says dead serious going in for a kiss.
I roll my eyes at his hormones and decide to be the mood killer.
I forcefully place my palm on his lips pushing his head back and making him groan in annoyance.
"Control yourself babe", I say irritated.
"How can you expect me to control my natural male urges when you look like that", he says crossing his arms annoyed.
"Like what?", I say starting to enjoy all this way too much.
"Beautiful, delectable, tantalizing, and vivacious", he says looking at me his vibrant green eyes shining.
"Oh shut up cornball and pick a dress", I say my face blushing against my own will.
"What happened to the fun Summer who loved to do scandalous things in even the most tense situations", he says groaning playfully.
"She's locked away and trapped under the heavy judgment and scrutiny of her annoying ass extended family members", I say aggressively shaking the dresses in front of Kai's face.
"Are you gonna pick or not we need to be down there real soon", I say noticing the obvious nervous body language from him.
I knew he wasn't actually as calm as he let on and it still bothered me that he chose to close himself off from me at vulnerable times.
I sigh walking closer to him in a calming manner.
"Hey, you do know that nothing they say would ever change the way I feel about you right?", I ask him making his eyes widen a bit.
The playful look on his face dims and he looks at me his vulnerability now exposed.
"I know, " he says nervously, his voice just above a whisper.
"You could tell from my face huh?", he asked questioning me with a sad smile.
"You're an open book whenever you're around me", I say smiling at him trying to be reassuring.
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