You were trying out the clothes your sister gave to you, white shirt, pencil skirt and stockings saying it's office appropriate. You were standing in front of the full-length mirror attached to the closet in your room

Richard was on the bed in a shirt and pants, with top button open, stroking your cat, Felix, and reading a book until he glanced up

"Oh... Absolutely no, darling... I'm not letting you go out like that" his voice sounded possessive yet gently. The cat purrs.