Velvet Sin

Three: T

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fter than I tho

ful, floating through the house like some elegant ghost. Sh

sn't

er like it belonged to me. The silk clung in places and fell in ot

was quie

n a way

a facial therapist with magic hands. I didn't care. I only knew

fferent century, coffee mug cradled in one hand, shirt slightly wr

saw him. Like it always

e robe shift just a little as

licked up-

econd was

of something behind his expression. Want

blinked, and

he said. "And...d

to the room. "Just grabbed wh

d. "That's yo

miss it f

tending to read. I saw the way h

a mug. My arm stretched, the robe rising

him

m try

d against the counter, facing h

taste for sweet thi

y head. "T

Straight at me. His gaz

ange. That's n

re just talking. You're acting

dn't

y this gam

n slowly. "Who s

offended him. His movements were slow, controlled-but tense

he said, voice low. "

ward. "I know

twice y

next six

nk that

at him.

d open. Not wide. Just enoug

aftershave. "You look at me like you want me. You think I don't notice? I've see

to

was shar

ove. "Why? Bec

d, burning holes through me. And for a

ing da

stepped back lik

ng out,"

d his keys too hard. The door opened wit

eturned, loud

wanted, heart racing in a rhythm that wasn't normal. My cheeks burned. Not

push

e had

had l

e had

f that made me feel

hest, the way the light from the window traced over my skin like fing

had been

It was the