He did, however, manage to focus on her. She was wearing a dress.
He supposed the technical term was dress for the skin of hot red painted on her.
It showed off that tight, athletic body he'd imagined in ways that might have been illegal in several jurisdictions. She'd left her hair down. Black rain to milk-white shoulders.
Sky-high heels the same color as the dress showcased slim, muscular legs.
She smelled like cool, secret shadows.
"You look amazing."
"I clean up good if the occasion warrants it."
Northern Lights
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