Eleven exhaled softly as she stood before her vanity mirror. She wore a sleeveless pink floral dress that accentuated her slender neck and collarbone, fitting snugly at the bust and flaring gracefully down to her ankles. She had applied no makeup, save for a touch of peach-scented cream and a hint of pink on her lips. A silver necklace adorned her fair neck, featuring a heart-shaped pendant, while matching earrings graced her ears. Her hair fell freely to her waist, unstyled.
Satisfied with her appearance, she stepped away from the vanity and approached the door just as a knock echoed through the room. She opened it promptly, and the sight before her took her breath away.
"Are you ready?" His deep voice sent shivers along her bare arms.
