REWRITE THE STARS
Her dark hair now fell in thick, glossy waves past her bare shoulders, brushing the nipples Gabriel could easily picture beneath that clinging red jersey dress, the only one… decent enough for her to wear.
The dress showed off the top swell of her overflowing breasts beneath the spaghetti straps and barely reached halfway down her creamy thighs. She’d put on lipstick, a red color that matched her dress.
Her legs were slender and perfect, ending in sharp black stiletto heels. He couldn’t blame either of them for staring. Even though he wanted to kill them for it. Strange, Gabriel thought, he’d never been jealous before of other men staring at Calleigh. He’d always accepted it as something qui