Dinner

Lacey dressed in a floor length blue dress that made her feel like Cinderella going to the ball. It was strapless and fitted in the bodice and flared out at the skirt and sparkled. She left her hair down but put in hot rollers and let it fall into soft waves and curls over her shoulders. Then she slipped on white shimmery shoes and was ready. In a way, it seemed strange to be dressing up like this just for dinner. In the past, she would have thrown on a dress and called it good enough. But here, a certain amount of decorum was expected. As she looked in the mirror, it was as if she was playing dress up... nearly every night.

When she walked into the living room, Julien was waiting and got to his feet, dressed in a black suit and white shirt with cufflinks, but left the collar open, opting not to wear a tie. Her wolf growled her approval.

"You look exquisite." He crossed the room and took her hands, then gave her a chaste kiss on the lips. careful not to muss her lipstick.