She halted briefly in the doorway as LaCroix looked up from the book he was
reading. He noted her attire, a simple red silk dress, cut low and high. The
fine material hugged every curve in a most alluring manner. He arched an eyebrow
inquisitively, surprised at the unexpectedness of her arrival and more so at
her obvious desire. Already he could hear her heart racing, smell her arousal.