“Are you going to wear that?” Xavier asked, with his eyes already scanning over Mia’s dress. It was a fitted emerald gown that held all her curves and showcase her natural asset.
“Yeah, you chose it. You don’t like it anymore?”
“I love it, which is the problem.” His eyes scanned her from head to toe and then stopped over her exposed cleavage. Lust flashed over his eyes, and he bit his button lips and dragged his gaze away.
“To give the announcement to my father at dinner, I need to have a focused head. With you dressed so seductively, I fear I might not keep a clear head. This isn’t your fault. You just have a very gorgeous body and your curves kill me every time,” he explained, placing his head against the wardrobe door.
The feast tonight was a small one. Xavier intended to reveal his
