Sexy as sin and hot enough to melt my panties, harden my nipples, and make me wet was what really flowed through my mind. Ansel’s suspicion of what I’d think and what I’d say had been spot on. There were thoughts I didn’t want leaving my mind.
“Thank you,” he replied without lifting his gaze from my body.
He’d paired a navy blazer, from some well-known designer that he’d left open with jeans and a white button-up underneath. A Devon Tread watch flashed on his wrist. As always, everything he wore sat elegantly draped over his tall, strong body.
He approached, stepping into my personal space as his gaze rained all over me. His steps didn’t stop as he strolled around me, taking me in at every angle. He paused behind me before he released an appreciative moan, admiring my ass. He’d let it be known from the start that he appreciated my healthy dose of ass.
Once he’d completed the circle and left my body buzzing with anxious energy, he walked over to the couch where the garment bag lay and started to unzip it. Once opened, he reached down into the bag and removed a sexy black dress.
When he stepped closer, I noticed he had a pair of black stilettos with strategically placed gold accents that spelled trouble for my ankles, feet, and my life. The dress had cutouts that revealed way too much skin. Were my eyes deceiving me? There were also lacy see-through parts.
The frown in the center of my forehead stood strong as my gaze darted from Ansel to the too-sexy dress, to the five inches of heels on the sexy shoes guaranteed to kill me.
“You did a good job, Doc, but you picked the kind of sexy that would be reserved for a date. We’re in a relationship, I’ll admit that much, but I’m not the dating kind, and our relationship is anything but traditional. And trust me, where we’re about to go…” He glanced down at the black dress that hung in one of his hands and the black stilettos that hung across his fingers in the other. “…Where we’re going, this is me taking it easy on you because it’s your first time.”
If this was him taking it easy, I hated to find out what my future wardrobe would be like. Goodness, I’d never been so nervous about an outfit in my life.