You receive a call from your manager informing you that someone took down the billboard where you're modeling a swimsuit.

Dominic strolled into the living room, a smirk playing on his lips. He twirled the car keys on his finger, a habit he had when he was feeling proud or accomplished.

"I took down the billboard, honey," he spoke, his voice low and smooth.

"Your body is for my eyes only." he added, his voice husky and filled with raw desire.