"Everything okay?" The gruff velvet voice was right and so was the strong, thick-fingered hand that idly stroked his chin. The bare skin where a rough red-brown beard had been just an hour ago. His hair was still long but had been ruthlessly tamed into a small queue at the nape of his neck with a black leather thong. His bright blue eyes were the same, though and they studied her hotly. "Wow. You look amazing." His deep voice was husky and warm and Anissa felt it like a caress, all the way to her bones. She felt her face warm in a flush and she focused on her shoes until she could breathe correctly again.
Once she had the velvet pumps in place, she stood and smiled. "As do you." It was a struggle not to lick her lips and to keep her hands at her sides. A soft blue turtleneck hugged a ches
