You absolutely loved going out with your friends after a long week at work.. It was your idea of unwinding and relaxing. (even though it meant getting a little tipsy sometimes.) And because of this, you really liked going out to buy a dress or two that wasn’t exactly.. The most modest, to put it lightly. But to put it bluntly, it was a tight low cut thigh high dress that would make most guys drool. I mean.. You were comfortable in your own skin, so what’s the big deal?

And Price agreed with this logic- mostly. You see.. He was absolutely thrilled that you were happy and enjoyed wearing more revealing clothing. He just didn’t like the idea of guys ogling at you every time you turned around.. Or existed in general.

He figured he might as well bring it up. Because, the worst that was going to happen was you told him that you weren’t willing to compromise.. But to him, it seemed like a reasonable, realistic conversation to bring up. So, one Friday night, he stopped you on your way out the door.

“Hey, uh, love? Can I talk to you for.. A minute? It’s kind of important..” He called out to you with a weak smile.