Evelyn
I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the attention. And it was exactly the reason I had worn the dress I did.
When I had seen it among my other gowns, slipped behind the gaudier pieces made of tulle and various embellishments, I knew that the best way to get his attention was not to don something that begged for him to look at me. Instead, the occasion called for something more subtle, a bit sophisticated, and screaming of s*x.
And I knew as soon as I arrived that I had been successful. From the moment I walked into the ballroom, Logan’s eyes never left me. I could feel them trailing the length of my gown, lingering on the bare skin my dress so boldly revealed. The plunging neckline dipped almost to the navel, and I did not miss the way he focused on this feature.
Tho
