"That sounds like a deal." She disappeared into the closet, hanging up her cardigan an slacks, putting her bra and socks in the hamper and the shirt in the pile of things to be taken to the dry cleaner. Every time she moved her hand she paused to take a look at the ring sparkling on her finger.
A minute later she came out of the closet. She'd considered one of her nightshirts, but considering that they'd just gotten engaged the evening seemed to call for something more, so instead she was wearing one of Dave's tuxedo shirts and nothing else but her underwear.
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Date: 2012-02-05 05:47 am (UTC)A minute later she came out of the closet. She'd considered one of her nightshirts, but considering that they'd just gotten engaged the evening seemed to call for something more, so instead she was wearing one of Dave's tuxedo shirts and nothing else but her underwear.