This is actually happening. Hot xxx After straightening the skirt of her dress nervously, she holds out her hand. Turning and really looking fully at Sam, her breath catches audibly. His gaze sweeps over the faux wrap style of her dress, flowing upward to the oval pendant resting just above her cleavage. Do it for me, huh? Leaving her purse on the table, she slips out of her heels and drapes her sweater over the back of a chair. Sam watches with a frown as his brother drains his beer bottle, signals the waitress with a brief smile and points asking for another. Palms clamping in the stretchy, silk fabric of her dress, he inches it upward. Sam shakes his head sadly and exhales loudly. “Well hello, Sam,” she says, a blush staining her cheeks as she gives him a once over.
