Gayoon was trying to read his expression. He was frozen to his spot, stumped by the view. Her pale skin glowed against the black gown while her dark hair fell below her waist in long waves, perfectly complimenting her natural beauty with the dress. Her midriff was showing, highlighting her curves while the rosy tint on her face only enhanced her delicate beauty.
"A-am I not looking good?" she asked nervously. He was not speaking and it worried her. Was she looking hideous? Was the dress not good enough?
"We can choose something else-" she began but her sentence was interrupted as he stepped forward to softly kiss her unable to hold in his urge. Gayoon was taken by surprise when she felt his lips lingering on and she closed her eyes, kissing him back.
