The real answer to her question was no one but also everyone; this was just what we expected of men of a certain social class. If he'd attended a performance without cufflinks someone would suppose he had secret money troubles or a concealed drinking problem, and couldn't dress himself properly as a result. She probably knew that already, though, and wouldn't begrudge him a little idle flattery, so what he said was: "You, obviously."

He dropped the cufflinks, which thudded softly against the carpet, and moved on to the buttons of his sleeves. With her hands doing half the work things went quickly. By the time he broke off their kiss again he was able to slip his jacket and shirt back off his shoulders. "I could hardly watch the performance," he admitted, breathless. "You were too distracting. Don't tell Karina every compliment I offered her tonight was imagined."

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