BRODY POV
When my eyes met Brielle’s in that mirror, I swear, I could see something in her blue orbs. Emotions swimming around as she stared back. She didn’t quickly cover her nudity up like I had expected, which was pleasantly surprising. She just stood there, content, like my gaze froze her in time.
Almost like she wanted me to see her.
The look in her eyes before they met mine was like she was staring at a foreign object. Like she didn’t recognize the woman staring back at her.
Her body was f*****g phenomenal. I mean, sculpted with pure perfection. I wanted to trace my fingertips over every single curve until I could memorize her body with my eyes closed. I had pictured that a million times. Laying her back in bed and just, worshipping her body like the goddess that she was. Me
