“You really are stupendous-looking.” David had been told before he was good-looking, but never quite so soon after meeting someone, and never quite so bluntly. “I am not certain what to say to that except thank you.” “Oh, don’t thank me! I just feel terrible I have you to look at while all you have to look at is me.” This conversation was unlike any he had ever had with a woman before. Perhaps the assignment would be less boring than he thought. At the very least, he wouldn’t be in danger of nodding off—her gowns would guarantee that. “You are not ugly.” In fact, when he wasn’t distracted by her clothing, she was interesting looking—her sensual lips tilted up at the corners, as though she were constantly amused. Her eyes, a soft, warm brown, sparkled with that same amusement. Her skin was creamy white, with a few scattered moles decorating her décolletage. He did always enjoy connecting the dots.
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