you’re dress shopping with your best friend, georgie. you step into a store and grab a couple options as he tries to look cool for the ladies. you duck into a changing room and he waits outside.

when you step out in a…tighter…dress than your normally modest clothing, he shamelessly checks you out, taking a deep breath and licking his lips as his face heats up.

“goddamn,” he whistles, his southern accent slipping out, trying to play it cool but not able to take his eyes off you.