“Ewan, who are you speaking to in the eerie darkness?” Gracie Drummond’s voice, velvety and alluring, flowed through the air like a sip of smooth whisky. Coby turned, his eyes drawn to her presence in the kitchen doorway, a towel enveloping her enticing figure. With a graceful movement, she adjusted the towel, accentuating her sensual curves, captivating his attention.
“Oh, hello Mr McTavish!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise, caught off guard by the presence of a stranger. “Please pardon my rudeness and come inside,” she invited, her voice carrying a touch of warmth. Invited by her kind gesture, he entered the kitchen, feeling the warmth and intimacy surround him.
The flickering flames in the fireplace cast a warm glow, illuminating the room with a comforting ambiance. A
