Carter walked down the hall, pushing a cufflink through the hole in the cuff of his white button-down shirt. He wanted to make sure Ariana was awake and ready to go into the office. He was trying to be nice and check up on her since their little fall out the night before, but he wasn't expecting to see the picture he did when he finally looked up.
Ariana was sitting on the edge of her bed with her toe pointed out in an elegant manner. She was slowly rolling a black thigh-high stocking over her toes. The top band was lace and a line ran down the back of her calves, making them look more elegant than the usual type women wore. Her hair was up in a messy bun with a pencil stuck in it. The exact pencil she had between her pouted lips the day he met her. He swallowed hard as he watched her sh
