Sharon looked at Neveah, in her silky turquoise nightgown with her perfect features and sparkling complexion and almost laughed out-loud—she was obviously beautiful, but she knew that wasn't what was being asked.

"You're very pretty," Sharon answered plainly, a little overwhelmed by what was happening.

"That's not what I asked," Neveah replied, catching her avoidant answer like the pro she was.

Neveah slipped the two thin straps of fabric from her shoulders and let the gown fall to the floor at her feet. She stepped forward and allowed Jim and Sharon to look at her body freely.

It was as perfect as they both would have imagined. The simple curves,...