(Third POV)
Anthony looked at Michelle as she tucked her hair behind her left ear. When he arrived earlier and recognized her behind, he had to stop for a moment to compose himself. Her hair was glossy and straight, her tiny waist emphasized by her dress that was cinched on the waist, then she was even wearing thin white stockings trimmed with lace. As a man, how can her image not inspire perverted thoughts from his brain?
Then, when she turned around after he tapped her back, a floral scent emitted from her hair or body? He was not sure from where, but she smelled really good that his mouth watered, and he wanted nothing more than to eat her whole.
However, he knew that he must act normal and not reveal his thoughts. To do so would not be gentlemanly. Though they did hook up twice, he wasn't sure if she would agree the third time. Though there were no feelings of love between them, there should still be mutual respect.
