"Natalie?"
Brendan looks at the masked figure standing in front of him dressed in a long flowy dress. A very beautiful but extremely revealing dress that makes him want to growl at all the other eyes that can't seem to look away.
He can't believe that this is what Abraham meant by making the outfit less revealing. But then again, the blood rush he is experiencing is making him shamelessly appreciate what he is seeing.
"You are here?" He croaks out, not believing that she's actually right here in front of him and before he can say any more, she comes closer silently and his breath hitches.
He can't deny the rush he gets when she is this confident and he hangs back in anticipation, waiting...
He clenches his fists as he fights to hold on to his control that's slipping with each step
