Ruby
Julian's strange behavior didn't deter me. Instead of going to bed to brood over his earlier rejection, I decided to seduce him. At least, I'd try. Seduction wasn't my forte. I sat in the middle of his bed without a stitch on, trying to look sexy.
I'd seen enough pictures in magazines of women in provocative poses. How hard could it be to mimic one of them? Shifting from one side to the other, I sighed my frustration. Apparently, imitating models was harder than I thought.
Everything I did felt awkward. Sexy just wasn't in my DNA. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. If I made a run for it now, Julian would never know I was here.
I scrambled off the bed to abort my seduction mission. Julian stepped out of the bathroom before my feet touched the floor. I froze, and so did he. Despite
