TROY
She fucking looked stunning in the dress I picked out for her. But then again it was Ruby, she could wear rags and still eat that shit up. She was that beautiful.
And she had no fucking idea how many heads she was going to turn tonight.
It was a turn on and a pain in the ass at the same time.
I watched every step she took climbing down the stairs. Black stilettos, burgundy silk gown that hugged her body more than she ever let me touch her. Her hair was curled perfectly and let down on her back.
Her steps were calculated, as though she was giving me more time to watch her.
My cock stirred awake, fucking wrong timing. But I didn't stop looking. I couldn't.
The silence between us the past few days were more painful than my years without her.
Then, she wasn't down the hall in my house. But now, I could smell her everywhere but could not see her. Because she didn't want me.
