For Gabrielle, date night was an important tradition, no, a ritual. She banished her husband from the bedroom so she could get ready on her own, and the color of her shoes was the clue that told him what kind of a date night she wanted. Wearing gold sequined sandals to a party told Mike his wife wanted to push things further. Confident he would still reap the rewards when he got her home, he still had to keep an eye on her. It wasn't her he didn't trust. It was the single men drawn to her like the proverbial moths to a candle.