As Hunter and Delilah entered the bedroom, Hunter set down his briefcase on the bed and stretched his arms.
"Alright, beautiful, while I jump in the shower, I want you to pick out what I should wear for tonight," he said with a grin.
Delilah raised a brow. "You want me to dress you?"
"Yep," he said, walking toward the bathroom, starting to unbutton his shirt. "I want to be impressed."
Delilah folded her arms playfully. "You want to be impressed by what you're wearing?"
"I want to be impressed that you picked it," he winked, disappearing into the bathroom. "Oh, and I already picked out your outfit. I'll show you when I'm out."
