I walked over to my closet and found myself staring at my full length mirror longer than usual. For the past weekend I tried to busy myself with other things - swimming, running, talking to investors, and so forth while still maintaining my duties back in the woods. But every time, I just always went back to thinking of her.
Thinking of Anya and the way her light blue eyes looked into mine, the way that tight red dress hugged every curve of her body, the way her hair flowed effortlessly on her back, and her lips… her lips that made me want me to kiss her then and there.
I shook my head before taking one of the newly pressed suits from the rack, an eighty thousand dollar one from Brioni Vanquish. I managed to get my hands on this bespoke suit out of just one hundred and fifty pieces worl
