I gazed at my reflection, fingers tracing the soft curve of my cheek, down my slender neck, lingering on the swell of my breasts, then gliding to my narrow waist. My figure was stunning, easily rivaling Maggie's or any other woman's. I practiced a few seductive poses, preening before the mirror, a graceful, alluring expression on my face. Hair swept back, I rose onto my tiptoes, hands on my hips, admiring myself. Then, a casual glance to the side revealed Leon leaning against the doorframe, watching me.
"Oh my god!" I shrieked, clutching my chest and crouching down. "When did you get there?"
"A few minutes ago." He strolled in, casually removing his tie and watch.
"Why didn't you knock?" I demanded, mortified.
He scoffed. "It's my bedroom. Am I supposed to knock and announce, 'Knock, k
