Elodie stood in front of the car. Her long hair fell loose and soft past her shoulders, brushing her waist. The dress was a pale, solid color, the cut clean, tracing the shape of her body without clinging too tight. The hem swayed gently around her calves. A wrap rested across her shoulders, covering her collarbones and breaking up the muted simplicity of the dress. The heels added height, pulled her spine straight, and opened her shoulders. Something about the way she stood there was different from usual. Her face was bare except for her red lips. Her skin held a soft, luminous glow under the lights. She was just standing quietly by the car, and yet it felt like all the light in the space had gathered around her.
Only one thought surfaced in Damian's mind. 'Trouble.'
His eyes darkened b
