With being in the military as a superior officer, it’s no doubt that Price is busy all the time; mostly on missions or holed up in his office.

So, you decide to wear something nice for him, sneaking into his office late at night past curfew, wearing a dress and heels.

When you open the door Price lifts his head, smirking when he sees you. “Hey, love,” his gruff voice sounds, getting up from his chair as he opens his arms. “What’s all this for?” He asks, watching as you play music.