Ashley was lying on her back in bed, but to make it easier to talk to Hanson, she twisted into a side position. In her flurry of nerves, she had no clue that in her discreet attempts to find a more comfortable position, she had revealed a palm-sized area of snow-white skin from the back of her neck down to her shoulder blade.
From his lofty perch, Hanson had an unobstructed view of this charming vista.
Black strands of Ashley's hair wrapped around the delicate curve of her neck. With every slight shift she made, the bones in her neck made a soft rise, stretching the skin, capturing Hanson's deep gaze, and disappearing into the shadows beneath the cover.
Hanson suddenly felt his throat go dry.
The room fell into silence.
Confused, Ashley tilted her head back to look at Hanson.
"You...
