Asher's gaze followed Kira as she moved around the room with the grace of a dancer, her every step seemed choreographed to captivate.
She offered him a seat with the elegance of a queen in her court, and he took it, the plush cushion embracing him as he settled in.
"Since you have exceeded my expectations, you have proved yourself just like you said you will to become my 'friend'," Asher said with a raise of his brow.
Kira's smile was like a crescent moon, alluring and slightly mysterious, "To be called a 'friend' by you is a crest I shall wear with honor," she responded, her voice a melody that played upon the air, "I assure you, my loyalty is as steadfast as the tides."
As she gracefully seated herself across from him, Asher's eyes couldn't help but linger momentarily on the smooth expanse of her skin down to her deep ravine, showcased so enticingly by her gown.
