-Scott's POV-
The moment I saw Molly in her beautiful, tight dress and her hair around her shoulders like a veil of golden silk. She looked like a goddess when she turned and gave me that sexy, confident grin. As she turned away and bent down to fix her sexy stiletto heels, I was forced to adjust myself in my pants. Otherwise, the proof of my erection would be all too obvious.
I knew I was supposed to be teasing Molly into a fluster. But, honestly, she was doing the same to me.
"Monroe!" one of the guests popped through the door and greeted me enthusiastically.
I couldn't for the life of me remember the man's name, but he certainly knew my father and me. The man immediately launched into a business proposal that he was hoping to talk to my father about.
I tried to listen to him, but when Molly and Becca came into view, all words were lost on me. While Becca looked beautiful and a thousand times better than she had in the god-awful dress her mother had put her in.
