"Take off your clothes", Damon commanded; his eyes burned into hers, and she felt a shiver ripple up her spine, eliciting goosebumps along her skin. Aila didn't question him or go against his order, he was barely holding on to his composure, and she wanted to please him. Remind him that she was his and his alone.
They had spent far too long away from each other, and although she could feel he was alive and speak to him on the phone, it wasn't enough. She wanted to see him, feel his muscles under her hands, hear his chuckle, see his smile. But as she slowly undone her dress and let it drop to the floor, she started to feel self-conscious.
