Wes leaned against the front door of his apartment, waiting for Callie to come down the stairs. He heard the soft click of her heels and then she came into view. The dark blue dress was cut conservatively but sexy in a classy way, enhancing Callie’s natural style. The bright yellow overcoat was a perfect counterpart to the dress, which flared out slightly at her knees to give her more mobility of movement. The navy blue heels had gold buckles on the toes and had enough height to accept her shapely legs but not too high that she’d be uncomfortable. He knew his little cowgirl well now. She’d rarely worn heels, if ever, and was a stranger to dresses and heels.
He waved a finger in a circle, indicating for her to twirl. Callie blushed but performed a graceful pirouette. She’d pulled her long
