Fascinated, Ross watched as she started to dance. Her hips swayed, her torso undulated in long, elegant waves; and when she snaked her arms overhead, he heard the ting, ting of her finger cymbals. Wanting to see more, he reached for the small overhead lamp on the headboard. When she came into focus, his breath caught in his throat. Allie wore a sari of flowing aqua silk with gold trim. Colored, crystal gems dotted the costume and shimmered in the light, while the bells on her bracelets and anklets jingled with every move. A turquoise veil covered her hair and face, filmy enough so that he could still see her features.
She finally spoke. "Do you want more?"
"Of course," he managed to sputter. Who wouldn't want his own, private, tantalizing belly dancer? He pinched his arm just to
