I’d seen Scarlett in workout clothes. I’d seen her in my bathrobe and my shirt (the latter remained one of the hottest sights of my life). I’d even seen her dolled up for a night out at Neon. But I’d never seen her like this. Her simple black dress stopped just above her knee and hugged her in all the right places, highlighting her delicate curves and long, slender legs. Silver heels added three inches to her height, and her hair cascaded past her shoulders in soft waves. It looked so touchable, I almost reached for her before I stopped myself. I didn’t know what she did with her makeup, but
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