Caine stepped out of the rented limo. Straightening his jacket, he reached in and helped Eleanor out. She was gorgeous in a sleek, simple black gown. A topaz necklace complimented her gaze. She had argued against it, but he was glad he insisted. It wasn’t often he could spoil her with such extravagant gifts, and he wanted everyone to see how beautiful she was.
“What’s with the look?” Eleanor asked, stepping closer to him.
“Just admiring my woman,” Caine smiled.
“Really? Because to me, it looked like you were undressing me with your eyes.”
“Isn’t that the same thing?” Caine shrugged.
Eleanor playfully smacked his arm even as she blushed. Only Caine could affect her this way. She both loved and hated it.
“Can you two not mentally undress each other while we are here?” Gus asked as he
