Chapter 12: The Night of the Newlyweds
Herbert Bradley opened the door and leaned against the door frame, looking at the petite woman in front of him with great interest. She seemed like a completely different person from the one he saw during the day. The knot on her small waist was undone, and she was now wearing a neatly buttoned shirt that covered her slender waist. Her jeans hugged her legs, accentuating their shape. She had taken off her sunglasses, and her black curly hair cascaded over her shoulders. She hung her head, too shy to speak, and looked so obedient, a far cry from the wildcat he had glimpsed earlier.
"Back already?" Herbert Bradley's voice was as pleasant as always. He deliberately moved closer to her, his breath warming her face, causing her to blush.
She decided to
