It had been a long time since we went on a date. Even going out for beer and appetizers was a welcome outing, and I was dressed for the occasion. Sitting across the table from DH, I shook my shoulders, exposing more cleavage so DH could appreciate it, and I could appreciate him appreciating it.

“I wore some cleavage for you since I know you like it,” I said, arranging my v-neck top for better viewing.

DH looked me steadily in the eyes and didn’t miss a beat.

“You’re beautiful,” he said simply and with such love that I knew he meant beyond any cleavage that I could produce.

“…and yes, I did notice,” he added with a smile.