She moved about the room with elegance, slowly removing her black, shimmering dress. After a quick stop in the bathroom, she returned, her hair brushed out and makeup removed looking tired yet gorgeous. In nothing but her black lace bra and panties, Kerstyn joined Dimitri on the large bed, climbing up his body. She fell to the side and rested her head on his chest. He pressed his lips against her soft, silky hair. “Did you enjoy yourself,” he asked. She nodded. “Dorian and Victoria are really nice and cute. I’ve never seen a couple so in love.” Kerstyn gave a light laugh, the sound warming his heart. “Almost two hundred years of marriage and they still are head over heels.” Her fingers began to trace his abs and skipped up to his ribs. “They give me hope.” “What do you mean?” “When I was growing up, half the time I wondered if my parents even liked each other and the other half…I wondered if they liked me. They were not affectionate people.” She snuggled closer to him.
