Because a fleeting glance is certainly not enough, the person sitting opposite always wants to move behind her for a good look, which is truly distracting.
Avery Jane looked at those extremely fine straps and smiled with satisfaction.
On the same night, in the penthouse suite, Joshua Hughes stood by the window, gazing at the neon-lit city, as dazzling as a heavily made-up maiden. Not long ago, he had brought Avery Jane here to Las Vegas.
Staying here as well, he still remembers that time when he was released on bail from the police station. He hadn't told her he was back, but when the elevator doors opened, he saw her running barefoot with an ivory smile from this very room.
He still recalls that moment of happiness, the moment he almost believed he owned the whole world.
