*Minho’s POV*

“Sorry guys; she’ll be down any minute,” I apologized for the fourth time.

Taemin and Carolyn just smiled and nodded. The four of us were supposed to be going on a dinner date together, but Nicole was taking FOREVERRR to get ready. We’d been waiting at the front door for her for at least half an hour now. Finally I caught sight of her descending the stairs into the hall. What I saw made my head spin. Was I drooling?

There was Nicole, looking absolutely… absolutely… I don’t even know the word for it! She looked like a super model, but her short dress screamed ‘I’m going to work at Hooters in my future!” (http://ladiesfashionclothes.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/Strapless-Party-Dress-Short-Dress.jpg).

The worst part was that her very large and, um, attractive *cough* filled it out, making it even shorter. She flashed me an enticing look as she approached, before bending down to pick up her purse which sat against the wall next to me. Her short dress rose higher and higher as she bent lower and lower. She took and step toward me, still bent over, to fix something on her purse. Her brushed past me, right in a particular spot. I immediately stepped away.

“Oops, sorry,” she said as she stood back up in the most obvious tone. I knew why she was doing this. She was trying to make me give in and lose our bet. Well I had my own tricks up my sleeve.

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“Wow, it’s kind of hot in here,” I said from the back seat of the car which Taemin was driving.

“I can turn on the air conditioning if you want me to hyung,” he said without taking his eyes off the road.

“Nah, it’s okay. I’ll just put down my window and my shirt a little,” I said, trying not to smile. I rolled down my window, letting the wind whip around my hair. I then proceeded to my shirt a little lower than necessary. “Don’t you think it’s HOT?” I asked, turning toward Nicole who sat next to me.

*Nicole’s POV*

I looked over at Minho to respond… WORST IDEA EVER!!! The wind whipped around his long hair, while his bare chest rose up and down. The buttons were just low enough so that his abs were just slightly peaking out. He knew that blowing hair and abs were what , and he was totallyyy taking advantage of it.

“No, actually I think it’s quite cold… and smelly,” I turned away defiantly and stared out my own window. My heart was beating at a hundred miles an hour. I slowly wriggled in my seat, letting my dress lower itself to reveal more of my cleavage. “Well maybe it is a little hot,” I smirked to get Minho’s attention.

He looked over at me and I noticed him do a quick double take. He looked around awkwardly, trying not to look at my cleavage which was about ready to spill out of my dress.

“Oh, your dress is a little low. Here let me help you fix it,” he said, reaching over to fix my dress. He slipped his hand in my dress to pull it up, ‘accidentally’ letting his hand brush over a certain spot.

“Uh-,” I quickly stopped myself from by biting down hard on my bottom lip. I shot him a glare, but he just looked but at me with a giant smirk on his face.

“Oops,” he shrugged, fixing my dress the rest of the way before pulling back. “You’re welcome.”

This was going to be a longggg week.