The high priest ushered both Dane and me into the large white tub, filled with red liquid that sparkled under the moonlight.
The guests all went quiet, watching in silence.
Dane stood next to me, his eyes never leaving mine as he slowly unhooked my veil. I watched the light fabric drift away in the wind.
Gently, his hands snaked around my waist, trailing up my back in search of my zipper.
The minute his thumb grazed it, he slowly drew the zip down as my dress fell from my shoulders, down my breasts.
Dane gulped, his eyes following the silk gown which landed on my hips.
Softly, he slid the dress down my curves, his hands gripping gently on my skin as a subtle moan left his lips.
I sucked in a quiet breath, my fingers fumbling with the buttons on his shirt.
Finally, I undid his butto
