Short stories (like in haven)
Lilah raised an eyebrow but didn’t speak.
She reached for the small straps on her shoulders and slowly slid them down. The silver gown slipped past her breasts, exposing soft, glowing skin. She let it fall to the floor with a whisper, standing there in nothing but sheer lace underwear.
Damien’s gaze darkened.
He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of her long black hair over her shoulder.
“Turn around,” he said softly.
Lilah obeyed, spinning slowly until her back was to him. Her back was bare, her hips smooth and tempting. He took a slow breath, the heat in his eyes growing stronger.