"I like that you think I'm beautiful," she tells him, soft as the dress falls away and she steps carefully out of it.

She leans back against him and turns her head willingly, dressed now only in bra and underwear and those strappy gold heels, and it's clear she's put more thought into what she wore tonight than just the dress itself because the lingerie, too, is something new and a little different, beautifully constructed of blush pink satin and lace. Nothing too frothy, but a marked change from her usual cotton underthings.