You sigh trying to tie your heels up your calf and struggle to no avail, standing wasn’t helping your situation either.

“If you need help ask for it” he mumbled as he grabbed your waist and set you sitting on the kitchen counter.

He did your shoes perfectly and looked up into her eyes, his arms snaking around her waist as he brought his face impossibly close to hers.

“Ready?” He spoke with a smirk as she blushed.