She wore the white silkcamisole, the one she had worn on their wedding day, but now it wasunbuttoned, revealing her full, firm breasts and her slender...waist.Besides that, all she wore were the matching white stockings, tied highon her thighs with lace ribbons, and a pair of ivory slippers.And his mother's necklace and earrings."You said that you hoped to find a 'special occasion' when I could wearthese pearls." She spoke softly, her lip quivering as she did, and hecould hear the uncertainty in. “Did she giggle about what I said? Or did she see me blush?” He couldn’t tell, as Leah hid her face. “Do you think I’m a good kisser?” “What!? How am I supposed to answer that??” He tried to think of something appropriate to say, and settled with: “You’re very beautiful Leah.” “Shit! Why did I say that. That doesn’t make any sense.” He could facepalm himself. Leah looked back at him with a startled look on her face. “Thanks…” she uttered. Now she was the blushing. “I just mean...” He tried. Then, we were in the queue of limousines. It actually took half an hour for our driver to pull up to the red carpet, and then open the door for us. This was a bigger deal than I thought, as the paparazzi snapped picture after picture of us, and kept having us stop for different poses. I was wondering if I had gone overboard with our gowns. The press didn't think that trainers would look the way we did. In fact, many definitely DID NOT! Also, the titled people that were there were not dressed as. My biological father?”“I did. I was modeling in New York when he was ... here. Pretty much every model who worked in the city in those years came by here at least once.”“He lived here?” Nick asked.“You didn’t know?” Connie pointed out the capstone. “I came up to see if his hot tub was still here. But, it’s gone, I guess.”Nick nodded. “The ... something was cracked. It would have cost more to repair than replace. I didn’t realize Colin lived here, but that makes sense. All I knew was that I.