Chapter 25

Back at the hotel, we found the suit Oscar had sent over for Gabe. We showered together and got ready for the evening. I decided to wear my hair up in a French knot with a few loose strands flirting down my shoulders, to enhance the daring lines of the sin I was about to slip into. I wore only eyeliner and mascara on my eyes, leaving my lips bare. A natural blush lingered on my cheeks; it would deepen with the excitement of the evening. I daubed a little amber oil by my earlobes and the pulse point at the base of my neck. I was ready.

Gabe looked stunning in a pair of dark charcoal trousers, a white silk shirt and-surprise, surprise-smart-looking suspenders. Leave it to Oscar to be fashionably daring. His blond, unraveled looks contrasted with such elegance, provoked my senses, and made him irresistible. He caught sight of me and I pirouetted.

"I think we should skip dinner," I teased.