The wind rushed past them into the house, setting her hair adrift and plastering the material to her curves.The wind rushed past them into the house, setting her hair adrift and plastering the material to her curves. He couldn't take his eyes off her. "Come in.." ------------------------------------ The warmth and silence of the place should have soothed him. It probably would have if she wasn't in it. She sat beside him on the comfortable couch, pouring him a cup of hot chocolate with all the poise of someone fully dressed. She hadn't bothered to throw a robe on or put slippers on her feet, but he didn't mind a bit. The silk clung to her curves with a subtlety that awoke the senses and made it strain for more.. She leant back and sipped at her mug. A look of pure pleasure crossed her face as she tilted her head back and let the rich chocolate flow down her throat. |