NOAH'S POV

I stood frozen in front of my bed, staring at the shimmering black gown laid neatly across it. The fabric sparkled under the soft lights of the suite, almost as if it was trying to seduce me into wearing it.

I chewed my bottom lip nervously. Could I really pull this off?

Or more importantly... Should I?

Sebastian must have noticed my hesitation because he sauntered over, his arms folded across his chest.

“You know you don’t have to do it if you’re not comfortable,” he said ...