The Maitre'd's Gaze

David's hand rests on the small of Willow's back as they step into the restaurant, the pink mini dress drawing every eye. The maitre'd's gaze lingers on her bare thighs before he turns to David with a knowing smile. 'What a pretty new companion you have, sir,' he says, and Willow feels the plug hum as David's thumb brushes the key in his pocket. David's voice is smooth as he replies, 'She is, isn't she?' and Willow's cheeks burn as she realizes the whole room now sees her exactly as David does.