You sigh huskily, letting your hair down, the curls falling over, your shoulders. Finally, you dare to turn to Simon, who froze, leaning his shoulder on the wall. He’s wearing the same clothes he was wearing when he took you to his home: black trousers and a half-unbuttoned white shirt. Simon swallows, looking you over with dark eyes.

"Today?" He asks hoarsely.

“Today..” Finally, you answer confidently, letting your dress fall to the floor, leaving you completely naked...