Hayley

I can’t exactly shout for Xander so I search for my phone and call him instead.

He answers confused “Hayley?”

“Hey Xander, could you come up here for a second….I kinda have a problem…”

“Be right there."

I’m sitting on the edge of the high king size bed wiggling my toes over the side when he enters. He comes rushing in and stops short confused, obviously imagining an emergency.

I grin at him sheepishly my cheeks crimson as I say, “I can’t get my dress off…there’s too many buttons. Do you think you could help?”

“Help a women out of her dress? I think I can do that.” He...