Peggy fussed with her dress as she walked up the path from Sookie's spare room above the bakery. It was a small space but enough for her to get ready for her date with Bucky, picking up a bottle of champagne along her way too. She shouldn't be nervous about this but with Bucky, she always had the feeling he didn't think he knew how to let himself be loved. She wanted to change that.
Stopping at the front door, she smiled and knocked at her own house, bottle in hand, ready to see him. She had even picked out a rather racy leopard print dress she'd never had the nerve to wear.