Lifting his hand, he brushed her tousled hair off her cheek, slowly combing his fingers through it, watching it spill over her left breast as he mused aloud, "You must have been driving the men in Zen crazy all these years."
"What do you mean?" Mia muttered softly, not sure what he meant by his remarks.
Neil pulled his gaze from her breast and smiled wryly into her eyes. "I mean that I've been fantasizing about running my fingers over your
gorgeous breasts since the day I once drove you to the local market in Zen, and I've only been able to imagine what it would look like with your hair down on it, until now." He whispered deeply. Remembering the day she'd drove him crazy with lust after their grocery shopping in the local market, and how he'd only been able to imagine what she'd look like without her clothes on, wrapped naked in his arms.
