[She looks exactly how he remembers, of course. There's uncertainty in the back of his mind, however, about what she's come to like. Back home, they had largely explored their preferences and interests together, growing into what they liked and disliked as one. Maybe she'd learned to prefer other things in their time apart? He wasn't sure.
One hand slides under her from the small of her back upward, his fingers nimbly pinching the clasp of her bra together to release it.]