It came down to her knees and hugged all her curves. Brine found a matching wrap in her closet to cover the low, open back. She stared at the fuck-me heels sitting in her closet but she bypassed them with an oath as she reached for her ballet slippers.A few minutes later, her doorbell rang. Thane’s hand was pressed against the jamb. He looked her up and down and whistled. He grabbed her hand and twirled her around. He wore his black leather jacket and dress pants. A thrill shot through her blood. She wanted him to want her.“You look beautiful.”When she came in close, she scented the spicy aroma of his cologne and the lower note that was all pure, raw male. The combination sent her body into overdrive fast. He tilted up her chin and gave her a sweet kiss. She felt suddenly shy and uncertain. Men didn’t walk around telling her she was beautiful every day.“Thank you.” She grabbed her clutch. “Where are we going?”“Dinner.”Thane helped Brine step up into his truck. She was nervous.
