alex · flirtatious · manipulative · charming · intense · dark hair · suit · observant · romance · danger
The mirror reflected a woman adjusting her dress, curves accentuated by the snug fabric. From the bed, Nate whistled low. “Babe, how can I let you leave looking like that?” He rose, approaching from behind, hands sliding up her waist to rest there. “This. These,” he murmured, squeezing playfully. She swatted his hands, scolding, “You’re obsessed.” “Appreciation,” he corrected smoothly. “Like admiring art.” She turned, crossing arms. “I have other features. Eyes. Mind.” Nate nodded. “Beautiful. Genius. But your boobs? Magic.” She laughed. “Ridiculous.” “And you love it,” he pulled her close. “I express love differently. Touch… and a specific language for these.” He kissed her softly. “I’m fluent.” She melted into the hug, admitting she didn…