Roman walked out of the bedroom wearing black trousers and a crisp white shirt. He saw the table had been set with neat white china and candles.
"Wow! .My husband is handsome. Incidentally how many clothes did you pack?" she asked him with a quick grin.
"I was thinking that maybe I would take my beautiful wife out to dinner one night." Roman said and walked over to take her into his arms for a kiss.
"Well dinner is ready. Why don't you take a seat while I go and freshen up I'm feeling a little underdressed." She gestured to the brightly patterned skirt and vest top she was wearing.
He kissed her again.
"Don't be long." He said with a smile.
She looked at him and grinned.
"I think I have just the outfit." She told him and slipped into the bedroom to change.
She opened up a section of her wardrobe and pulled out a long silver sheath dress and matching shoes. She stepped into the bathroom to freshen up and added a splash of her favourite perfume. She pinned her hair up into a neat roll leaving a few errant tendrils to curl around her face. With a shaking hand she changed her earrings for long glittery ones and also added makeup.
Slipping on the dress she smoothed it down over the slight curve of her belly pressing her hands there for a second before letting fall over her hips. The backless design meant that she could only wear certain underwear with it and being at home she decided to go without, apart from a minuscule silver thong. She stepped into the very high heels and wobbled for a second before walking back into the lounge.
She knew it was worth the effort when Roman whistled slowly under his breath.
"Breathtaking." He told her.
She looked and saw that he had lit more candles and soft romantic music was playing.
"Oh." She said.
"Have we got time to dance?" he asked.
She nodded.
Roman held out his hand and she stepped into his arms for a very slow dance. She smelt her favourite aftershave on him and sighed softly as she moved closer to him. He breathed out and she felt the whisper of his breath on her hair. She sighed and as she felt the warmth of his hand on her bare back a delicious shiver went through her. She looked up and felt her gaze trapped by his intense blue eyes.
"I love you." She told him.
"I love you." He whispered and she felt his arms tighten as he held her closer for a second.
She looked up at him and felt her eyes moisten with tears. Drat, and she'd put mascara on too!
The song finished and she moved away from him to serve the first course.
They ate slowly stopping to look into each other's eyes as they talked. She cleared the plates and hoped he wouldn't notice she had kicked the shoes off under the table, bringing out the next course.
He ate slowly savouring the food and the company.
"I am so making you cook more often." He warned her.
"And spoil my reputation?" she asked him.
As they finished the meal he took her in his arms for another dance laughing as he realised she'd discarded the shoes.
"Well I can't be girlie for long!" she muttered at his amusement.
"I wouldn't change a single thing about you." He told her.
"Not even wet towels on the floor? Leaving my perfume and things everywhere? Burning toast because I got distracted?" she asked him.
"Maybe a few things." He said and laughed when she pouted up at him. "Anyway what is for desert?" he asked.
She looked at him.
"Me." She told him and led him into the bedroom.