Peter grinned at the young Jedi, stepping ahead with Sarah on his arm. When Amelia had offered the tickets, his first thought had been to Sarah. She loved the books after all, as well as the movies, so it seemed only natural that she would be delighted at the chance.
And it was always a good night when he got to see her dress up. The hair, the dress, the shoes, all looking perfectly in place, so effortlessly beautiful that he could pleasantly ignore the amount of time it had taken for her to get prepared. He leaned in, kissing her bare skin just where her neck met her shoulder.