The charity gala arrived quickly Claire stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the beautiful gown Sarah had helped her pick out. Her nerves were on edge as she thought about the night ahead.
"Ready?"
His voice startled her. She turned to see him standing in the doorway, looking every bit the dashing billionaire in his tuxedo.
"Just a moment." Claire said as she struggled with the zip of her dress.
Anthony stepped in behind her and smoothly helped her adjust the zip before zipping her up. Claire felt some heat build up in her loins, one she always felt when she was close to Anthony.
"I think we're ready to go now," Anthony said as he headed for the door. Claire could only manage a nod, struggling to keep her composure. Just having Anthony close to her stirred up different emotions, and she wasn't sure how she would keep it together for the rest of the night.
