The emerald green gown felt sexier than Angelica had remembered. The flowy satin, the deep plunging cowl neck, and the high leg slit made her feel more naked than it had when she tried it on in the store, which, to her, wasn't necessarily a bad thing. She was much more comfortable being sexy than she had been in her entire life. Her earrings were little, silver spirals that dangled. She wore three, silver necklaces. The longest one was thin and featured a small, emerald-colored jewel that hung between her breasts. The second chain hung loosely about her neck and settled above the first. And the third was a simple,...