Once the lights were off, I watched him, my eyes adjusting to the much dimmer surroundings. He reached me and I indicated the zipper at the back of my dress. With exquisite care, he undid the dress so that it gaped, kissing the inches of flesh he uncovered as he went.
I stepped out of the gown and waited for him to finish surveying me in my tiny little black underwear and stockings.
“Very nice.” His murmur filled the air and I gulped again.
What does a woman do when she’s turning thirty? She takes a sexy weekend trip to Paris looking for commitment-free sex. Or, that’s what Davina Chalmers does, anyway.
Enter Johnathon a tall charming Englishman. How can she possibly resist his charm and that dimple?
But what starts out as a lark quickly becomes so much more. But how does one weekend become a lifetime? And how does a lie of omission bring everything into jeopardy?