“This is gorgeous,” Sara exclaimed over the gown.
Juraens put his arm around Mark. “Our Treasured designed this for you. I hoped you would pick that one.”
Sara threw her arms around Mark’s neck. “You are as talented as you are handsome.” She opened her arms and beckoned Juraens forward and brought him into their hug.
“I’ve always had nice things, but nothing ever that was designed especially for me. I hope to make you proud of me tonight.”
::PaSul, we already are.::
Suddenly Sara blushed from her head to her toes. “I can’t believe that I’m actually standing here naked. Are there some underclothing to go with this gown?”