She stood before a massive, unframed canvas she’d been prepping for a mixed-media piece. Alex watched from the worn leather couch, a cup of coffee forgotten and cold.
Alex’s breath hitched.
Alex’s hand, trembling slightly, came up to rest on her hip, then slid up the curve of her ribs, just below the edge of the tank top. The fabric was impossibly soft. The skin beneath was softer.
She stood before a massive, unframed canvas she’d been prepping for a mixed-media piece. Alex watched from the worn leather couch, a cup of coffee forgotten and cold.
Alex’s breath hitched.
Alex’s hand, trembling slightly, came up to rest on her hip, then slid up the curve of her ribs, just below the edge of the tank top. The fabric was impossibly soft. The skin beneath was softer.