"He did not."
I nod. "I haven't worn a suit since Piper's graduation."
"Before that?"
"Not sure I ever wore a suit before that."
She runs her fingers over my suit jacket. Her eyes meet mine. "You bought this for me?"
I nod.
"Really?"
"I'd do a lot more than that for you, Vi." I undo the knot of my tie—I do know that much—and pull it off. Then I lose the jacket.
Violet's eyes light up. She undoes my belt and pushes my slacks off my hips.
I take my time with my shirt. Her eyes go wider with every button I undo. Fuck. I'll never get tired of the way she looks at me like she wants me more than she's ever wanted anything.
There. I kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my slacks.
I'm in only my boxers and Violet's still dressed.
Can't have that.
She hugs her chest. Her lips press together.
She's nervous.
But why?
"Ethan, I… I have to show you something." She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. "It's good."
"It involve you taking off that dress?"
She nods. "And my bra."
"Then it's fucking great." The promise of her naked makes it hard to focus on whatever this surprise is.
But I can tell this is important. I focus on her gorgeous green eyes.
She takes another deep breath then she does away with her dress.
She's in a matching bra and panty set. It's lacy and red. Pretty sure it's designed to drive me out of my fucking mind.
The way it hugs her chest and hips…
My tongue slides over my lips. She needs to be naked. She needs to be on that bed with her legs spread, screaming my name as she comes on my face.
She exhales slowly.
Okay, one thing at a time.
I meet her gaze. She's still nervous but she's excited, too.
Her cheeks flush red as she undoes her bra and lets it fall off her chest. She turns and pulls her arm away from her side.
There, on her ribs, is a tattoo of a skeleton key. The same one I have tattooed on my chest, only with my name instead of hers.