A smile flashed at that, Elena's head ducking a moment. "The look on your face when you saw me pretty much said it all," she teased. He'd looked awestruck. "But don't get too used to it. It was a pain." The corset and petticoats both.
Elena sobered at the thought of the next question. Or questions, as the case may be. "What does this mean? For us. We can't go back to what we were. Do we want to just...accept whatever happened? Do you want a girlfriend?"
And what if he didn't? Was she okay with just a one night stand?