*29—Dress*
She looked mesmerizing.
Neville's mouth went dry, and she happily blushed and twirled for him in a gown of navy blue. "Merlin, Vic… You're…"
"Drop-dead gorgeous?" she supplied. "Thank you." She kissed his cheek and hugged him. "Oh, it's so nice to go to a restaurant for once. It's been so long."
Didn't he know it. They'd been together two years now, living together for one. But it felt as though it'd been longer, especially considering how wrapped up they could get in their work. But tonight, for once…they were taking time for themselves.
And, boy, was he glad they'd made this Date Night.
Victoire tittered. "So, Nev, are we actually going to go out and eat? Or are you too busy undressing me with your eyes?"
He had the decency to blush.
