“Different…” His voice was husky from sleep, his features softened. “Different doesn’t begin to express how you look right now.” After she’d gathered what she needed for an overnight stay, she’d changed clothing. Instead of her usual tailored pieces, she’d chosen a pair of soft knit gaucho pants and a slouchy silk tee, along with her favorite ballerina flats. Essentially, they were really expensive pajamas and slippers. All black, of course. All clothing she’d never worn outside her home before. Before she’d left, she’d also taken down her hair and gathered it into a loose braid, as she often
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