I couldn't take my eyes off Aeri. That light blue dress was doing things to me—hugging her curves, showing off her toned arms, the open cleavage, and that high slit revealing one long, smooth leg. My mind was racing, and I didn't bother hiding it. "Damn," I said, my voice low and serious, "I'm having some wild thoughts right now."
Aeri's face flushed a deep pink, her eyes darting away as she pouted. "Stop fooling around, you idiot," she said, her voice half-scolding, half-playful. She reached up and pressed her hand over my eyes, her fingers soft and warm against my skin.
I grinned, grabbing her wrist gently but not pulling her hand away. "Ahh, these soft hands," I said, my tone softening. "I missed them so much these past few days."
She laughed, a bright, flustered sound, and pulled her hand back, her cheeks still pink.
