She held herself like someone who had spent years being stared at in important rooms and had learned exactly how to meet those stares without ever looking smaller.
Her face was stunning with a naturally red lips that looked like it was made for wicked smiles. Her eyes were sharp and intelligent, the kind that saw everything and gave away almost nothing.
But it was her body that truly commanded attention.
Her deep green dress clung to her like a second skin. The bodice was tightly fitted, pushing her mature breasts upward until they threatened to spill over with every breath. The fabric hugged the dramatic curve of her waist before flaring out over wide hips and a round, generous ass that the dress traced shamelessly.
She descended carefully, one hand lightly lifting the front of her skirt just enough to reveal a flash of smooth, toned calf and the delicate heel of her shoe. Then she looked up and took in the entire courtyard.
Her eyes met Julian's briefly.
