His & Hers
“At this rate, the party will be over when we arrive. And that’ll look bad for me.”
“Do you ever stop thinking about yourself? Even for once?”
Santiago spun around to the sound of Lola’s irritated voice, relieved she was finally out. Then the words died in his throat when he spotted her at the summit of the stairs.
Slowly and deliberately, her heeled feet took her down the steps. Her silky, black dress flowed to the ground like an obsidian river with numerous jewels embedded in the fabric. A long slit parted the lower part of the gown, exposing an enticingly great deal of her left thigh. The upper part was both sleeveless and strapless, leaving her arms and shoulders bare as well as exposin
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