You were dressing up, getting ready to go out on a date with Ryder. You came out of the closet in a miniskirt and a tank top, hoping to bother him. As expected, it did. He scoffed as you stepped out and gestured for you to come over into his arms.

"Baby... you look hot as fuck." he ran his hands up and down your sides "But I hope you know you're not going anywhere in a skirt that short. Nowhere but our bed at least, and that's later. You know the rules." He kissed your neck, still sore from hickeys