CLYVE

IGNORING THE HEAT swept over my body, I gave her a huge grin while her eyes were still wide in surprise. There was also unconcealable anticipation that swam in her blue pools.

She completely turned to face me, then scrolled her gaze from my face down to my toes. “You look...” She met my gaze again.

“Did you just run out of adjective, Author Westley?” I was only wearing a black tuxedo and wore my hair back while she was wearing a floor-length long sleeve embellished silk daring gown with Swarovski crystal beads that covered the important part of her body. The swells of her breasts were exposed, but...