Chapter 21

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Ah, revenge time for Mr

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Ah, revenge time for Mr. Shirtless Tease from this morning. Let's see how he handles this. I look at Asher and casually drop the bomb, "Change of plans, we're heading to my parents' house for dinner. Get ready to meet the whole crew."

Asher teases, "Already met your family many times, remember? I'm practically part of the furniture at this point." I say, "But you haven't met them as a son-in-law, Mr. Carter."Asher says, "Well, this should be interesting"

I give Asher a playful look and say, "I need your help, Asher. Can you handle that?" Asher smirks and replies, "Oh, I think I can handle anything you throw my way, Blue." I grin and playfully say
, "We'll see about that"

I grin, "Get ready and come to my room, Asher. I need your help picking a dress for dinner with my family."Asher smirks, "Alright, Blue, I'm up for the challenge. Let's see what you've got in that wardrobe of yours."

I let the warm water cascade down, refreshing my senses. After the shower, I carefully styled my hair and applied a touch of makeup, wanting to look just right for the evening ahead.As I put the finishing touches on my makeup, a soft knock echoed. "Come in," I called out, anticipation building as Asher entered the room.

Asher strolled in wearing a smart casual ensemble that somehow made him look effortlessly stylish. I couldn't help but think, Well, someone knows how to dress.Asher casually leans against the doorframe and asks, "Alright, Blue, what's in the wardrobe today? Show me the contenders for the dinner ensemble."

I smirk and tell Asher, "Grab a seat, I'll dazzle you with the first dress". This is going to be fun. I go to my walkin closet and change into a black dress.This black dress is a showstopper, clinging to every curve with its backless allure.Asher's jaw drops a little, and I catch a hint of surprise in his eyes. I smirk, thinking this is going to be an entertaining evening of dress selection.

I chuckle, "Close your mouth, husband. You're not catching flies." Asher clears his throat and awkwardly looks away, a hint of a blush on his cheeks.Asher raises an eyebrow, giving me a playful smirk, "Don't you think this is a little inappropriate for dinner with your family?" I pout and innocently ask, "Really? I'll change into the second one then."Asher replies, "Please do."

I grinned to myself, hearing Asher curse under his breath, thinking, "My plan is working perfectly." I chuckled as I slipped into the second dress, a striking deep v-neck red number that teased with just a hint of cleavage. The fabric clung to my curves, and I couldn't help but wonder how Asher would react to this bold choice.

Asher's eyes widened for a moment when he saw me in the red dress, and I couldn't help but notice a subtle smirk playing on his lips. I felt a sense of satisfaction at the reaction I elicited from him. I grinned and asked Asher, "So, what do you think?" Asher smirked and replied, "Well, I must say, you clean up pretty nicely. But remember, we're going to dinner, not a fashion show." I grinned and said, "Alright, brace yourself for the grand finale."

I smirked as I noticed Asher subtly adjusting himself in the jeans. "Having a hard time, Mr. Carter?" I teased playfully.Asher's eyes widened, and he chuckled, "You're killing me," he said, shaking his head in a mix of amusement and disbelief.

I came out with final and  the white thigh-slit dress, I could feel Asher's gaze lingering. As I turned to face him, he let out a low whistle, "Well, you've certainly mastered the art of leaving a man breathless." With a chuckle, Asher exclaimed, "I can't handle the fashion show anymore. I quit. Please, just pick something and come down soon."
Laughing at Asher's playful protest, I replied, "Alright, alright, I'll pick one and make it quick. Don't get too comfortable up here without me."

I slipped into a knee-length emerald green dress that accentuated my curves. The off-shoulder style added a touch of elegance, and the subtle floral pattern gave it a playful vibe. I thought to myself, "Let's see how he reacts to this one."

As I descended the stairs, I caught Asher's eyes widening at the sight of me in the emerald green dress. A smirk played on my lips as I thought, "Gotcha." His surprise was evident, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the success of my little dress-changing game.

Asher's confusion was apparent as he asked, "Why did you ask me for help when you didn't choose any of them?" I chuckled, teasingly replying, "Well, Mr. Carter, sometimes a girl just wants to have a little fun and see your reaction."

Asher chuckled, shaking his head, and replied, "You sure know how to keep things interesting, Blue." I walked down the stairs, meeting Asher's gaze, and teasingly said, "Well, where's the fun if I make it too easy for you?"

Asher smirked, replying, "Fair enough. But next time, involve me in the fashion show. I can't resist your stunning choices.". I look down to find him hard and I call him a pervert. He chuckles and replies " what to do my wife's a goddess "

I laughed at Asher's comment. "Guess you're stuck with a goddess for a wife," I  teased, enjoying the playful banter.

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