Adele's pov

I stepped out of the changing room, in an off shoulder gown that stops at my mid thigh.. I twirled.

I spread my arms and put on a very bright smile, I faced Clark.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

He face palmed himself and groaned disapprovingly, he shook his head.

"Absolutely no!" He said.

My eyebrows drew together in a deep frown, I pouted and angrily kicked the red heels I was wearing.

"What do you mean, absolutely no?" I asked in a deep resonate voice.

"This isn't matured enough!" he said.

I looked down at the dress, how is this dress not matured? Did he...