Scottie entered from the adjoining bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist and skin still wet as Hannah sat at the vanity, topless and wearing sheer lingerie panties. She held her hair up atop her head, exposing her slender neck which showcased a brilliantly bejeweled necklace. While her eyes sparkled like diamonds, her gaze kept returning to her brother's reflection.
Letting her hair down, she reached for a half-empty dirty martini beside her. She tilted the glass up to her lips, draining it, leaving a single olive to roll around wet and alone.
"Scottie," she said locking eyes with her brother in the mirror. "Has it occurred to you that any fantasy you want to live out is possible?"
"The thought has crossed my mind," he said as he removed the towel and reached for the bathrobe on the
