TWENTY MINUTES LATER there was a knock on her door. Theron came in with a white sequined dress draped over one arm. “I thought you might like to dress up a bit this evening. I never did give you that special night I had promised. Remember?”
Leah smiled, though it felt forced. “Yes. I remember.”
He walked over to the bed, placing the sparkling material at the foot. From his other hand came a pair of satin pumps in the same snowy color. Leah wondered where he got these clothes. Did he have a women's clothing store attached to the house?
Theron laughed. “No, I bought these things for you in the city. It's a habit I've come to enjoy.” He avoided her gaze as she realized the habit would soon be broken.
“Oh.” She was touched and decided not to ask about the lingerie. Why so much was here. Wh
