“Ooh, someone thinks he’s funny!” She pulled it over her head and wrestled the zipper up, then stalked out to stare at the rack of earrings. It took her a couple minutes to finish up and put on shoes. She turned to Victor. “Do I meet your approval?”
He looked her up and down in an almost predatory manner. “You always look beautiful Summer, but tonight, tonight you’re going to outshine all of the other ladies there dear.” Victor grabbed her a coat then threw his on and held his arm out for her. “Ready love?”
“I don’t know what I’m ready /for/, but I suppose so.” She tucked her hand over his arm and let him lead her out to the car, forbearing to ask any more questions.
“You’ll find out soon enough, Summer.” He led her to his car and opened the door for her before heading over to the driver’s side, putting his seat belt on, waiting for her to do the same and then pulling out of her driveway. It was about a 20 minute drive before they pulled up to the theatre. Victor went over to Summer’s side and opened the door for her, offering her a hand. “We’re here; I hope you don’t mind Cirque du Soleil love.”
He turned for a moment to hand the keys to the valet.
Summer pulled her hand away to cover her mouth so her squeal wouldn’t deafen anyone. “Oh, /Victor/!” Her eyes sparkled and her smile nearly split her face.