ALEX
Through the tall glass wall of the restaurant, I stood and watched as she stepped gracefully out of the car. The corners of my mouth curved into a slow, satisfied smile the moment my eyes landed on her.
She was wearing the dress.
Not just any dress — the one I had chosen for her, knowing it would hug her body in all the right places, knowing she would look irresistible in it.
And if she was wearing that dress — my dress — then she was also wearing my special gift, the one I had carefully slipped into the box along with it. I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist. She never did.
If she was wearing it — and I was certain she was — then tonight would end the way I wanted. At my place. Where she belonged.
That trust she had in me… she trusted me enough to be this reckless. To follow m
