He was barely biting back a smile as they moved into her apartment. He liked her when she was jealous. It didn't happen often and it rather made him feel loved.
As her hands settled on his tie, his settled at her waist. "But I only dress up for you," he grinned. "Because I like to see that look in your eyes. The one that says you can't wait to get rid of all my fine clothes." He winked at her.