She could wear an old raggedy T-shirt, worn jeans and no makeup then smile and seem to be the most sensuous creature on earth. He wondered if there really was such a thing as “inner beauty” and if that was shining through whenever he looked at her. Dressed to the nines, she was absolutely stunning. The bands that played the clubs on Bourbon and Frenchman were often very casual in their attire, although some of the jazz trios often wore suits to entertain the diners at The Court of Two Sisters, Muriel’s and some of the other fancier venues. Danni had hit just the right mix for the evening. She was wearing a strapless dress that lightly hugged her form and fell to just above her knee. It was appropriate for the beach or a candlelit dinner. She wore sandals that added two inches to her five-nine frame, emphasized the muscles of her calves and complemented her already-statuesque posture. Her long auburn hair hung free, creating a wavy frame around her face.
