Autumn's POV
Putting the last pin that holds my hair in place, I take a glance at the mirror very satisfied with my choice of outfit. The red gown fits like a glove accentuating my curves with the high slit going up mid-thigh - I am playing with fire but I can't help it. Luka is the definition of a walking temptation no doubt he'll make faces turn tonight so the least I can do is put an effort in my look.
My hair stands upright, all my senses on full alert once I feel his hands on my shoulder, I didn't hear him come in. Finally finding my voice, "Wha.... what are you doing Luka?" I whisper shutting my eyes when his breath fans my neck. "Shhh" he whispers making me relax into his touch but it only lasts for a few minutes because just like that he's gone. Why did he leave me hanging just l
