Athena heard the doorbell ring as she smoothened her dress. Looking at her reflection once again in the mirror, satisfied by the overall effect of straightening her hair. The red flames looking tamed in the high ponytail rather than the natural messy waves she sported around every day.
Walking out of her room she walked towards Arsenio with a sly smile, as she watched the gentle humor in his eyes turn to heady lust the moment she came into view.
The dark shade of velvet, almost close to black accentuating the sensuality of her attire. Hugging closely to her curves, the neck hung low, hinting at what lay underneath. Tempting Arsenio's fingers and lips as he watched her walk down the stairs.
