Lilac-painted toes and white strappy heels are the first thing I see as she steps into the living room. My admiring eye trails the never-ending path of her golden legs, though only one is fully on display tonight thanks to the slit falling dangerously high on her thigh. Shimmering satin paints her body in a bright pink, and I don’t understand the mechanics of it all, but the dress stays perfectly in place by a single strap across one shoulder. I wonder how quickly it’d pool at her feet, revealing what’s underneath, if it slipped off that slope. “Ryan.” “Hmm.” I force my eyes up to meet hers.
AHHHHHHHHHH HES OBSESSEDDDD
