Warm-Up Before Wedding Night
At Rose and Evan's apartment, the night before their wedding day.
"Do you need my help?"
Rose was surprised to hear Evan's voice from behind. She looked back and saw Evan standing leaning against the walking-closet door. Looking at his messy hair, which is still slightly wet, makes her heart beat unusually. She never got tired of seeing him like this. She felt addicted because, at times like this, this man seemed more down to earth, more approachable.
Then her eyes looking slightly down at his white T-shirt made her imagination wild. With this thought in her head, something under her stomach started to stir, and she couldn't stay calm. Hastily she averted her gaze again by trying to pack her clothes into her suitcase.
"No need. I can handle it..." said Rose, trying to hide her blushing face remembering when Evan told her about his plans tomorrow.