He rises to greet her, while Nicole slips off to refresh the drinks. For a long moment he stands holding her hand, letting his eyes take in the inspiring sight of Adrianna’s tanned generous body packed in that striking white dress -- a picture of sensual elegance. He studies those full pouty lips, the wide cheekbones and finely drawn brow framing eyes that are large, rich, and darkly brown, and that lovely auburn hair; soft waves of rich tawny tresses, cascading down to her shoulders. His eyes follow the curve of her neck and come to dwell pointedly on her magnificent breasts. Adrianna flushes under his effusive compliments and warms under the intensity of his open stare; she feels an upwelling sense of feminine pride.
Breedlowe shows his guest to a seat opposite to him, and she accepts a
