Wrapping an arm around Sasha's shoulders, Sofia kissed her head. "I'm going to have to pick a really strong person to stand beside me, because I'm going to melt when you walk down that aisle." Her free hand found Sasha's knee and rested there. If we're breaking trainings anyway, we might as well pick whatever dress, right? Because I'm kinda thinking you might look good in something that shows those cute knees. Maybe like this." She pulled a picture up and held it to show the gorgeous blonde.