“How do I look?” Dimitri asked when he wore his jacket checking himself in their changing room.

“Handsome,” she replied with a smile. She stood and twirls around then posed with her hands on her hips. “How about me?”

He stopped checking himself and turned to look at her. His eyes traveled from her golden hair that was let down to her lightly made-up face to her creamy attractive neck, to her chest that was covered in an armless halterneck to her tiny waist that was perfectly wrapped in a beautiful gold gown, hugging her curves perfectly then to her knees where it was loose to her ankles.

Sexy! Was...