As he dipped his cheek to hers in greeting he couldn’t help but glance down the deep cut neckline of her dress. The almost gossamer fine fabric skimmed around every curve.
If that wasn’t distracting enough an incredibly fine chain ran from her neck to a trefoil of golden gems. If memory served they had to be topaz. As pretty a piece as it was, he was intrigued by the other fine chains fanning out from the center pendant. They disappeared under the neckline and while the lower ones had to curve around her ribcage, the upper one on each side could only be going to one … well two areas.
As he drew back she had caught his glances. He had the decency to flush slightly at his blatant ogling.
“Question …” he started.
She lowered her chin and eyes… to an outsider her glance was demure, her answer was anything but. As she looked back up her smile was edged with a hint of naughty.
“No, it’s not that cold.”
“You do realise how distracting that will be over dinner?”
She stepped in closer and whispered to his ear. “They do room service, don’t they?”
19/11/17
No comments:
Post a Comment