Jake had no idea and he wasn’t about to get caught up trying to understand Sharon’s family right now. At least, not the older generation. Her generation seemed more reasonable.

He was getting dressed when Sharon returned to the room, her hair curled and pinned in an elaborate updo and her make-up done. Turning his head as she entered the room, he grinned at her.

“You look good,” he said, kind of enjoying the casual jeans and button-down shirt she was wearing in comparison to how formal she looked from the neck up.

“You do too,” she replied, giving him a saucy wink.

“I’m half dressed.”

“That’s how I like you.”

He laughed as she leered at him. Unfortunately, they couldn’t keep the teasing going to its natural conclusion. He wasn’t sure Sharon would even let him try when she was all done up. They both quickly got dressed rather than playing around.

Jake had borrowed his dad’s tux so that he didn’t have to rent one and it fit almost perfectly. Somehow Sharon managed to get dressed even faster than he did.

Her dress was the fanciest he’d ever seen anyone wear for a wedding - floor length and made out of a shimmery material that couldn’t seem to decide whether it was blue or purple, the low-cut neckline was edged with sparkling black jewels. To go with it, she put on a necklace, earrings, and a bracelet that sparkled with the same jewels. Jake had no idea what they were or if they were real (honestly, he didn’t want to think about that) but she looked incredible.

The dark jewels made her eyes seem to sparkle brighter, her hair shimmered under the lights, and the color of the dress was perfect with her complexion.

If only they didn’t have a wedding to go to…

The look she gave him once he was in his tux said she felt the same way.

Jake in jeans and a t-shirt?

Hot.

Jake in a suit?

Hot.

Jake in just pajama pants with sweat dripping down his chest?

Super-hot.

But somehow Jake in a tux beat all of them.

Sharon really didn’t like to consider herself a snob, she liked men wearing all sorts of clothes, but there was something about a man that wore a tux well that just flat out did it for her. Maybe it had something to do with the monumental crush she’d had on the various James Bonds over the years…

Yeesh, she was going to have to keep Jake away from any martini glasses tonight or she was not going to be responsible for her behavior.