What am I wearing? Bella grinned. She could lie, make up something sexy and erotic. Looking down at herself she laughed again.
Im wearing exactly what I was wearing when you dropped me at the airport. Sans the shoes, she keyed into her phone.
Her phone blipped a moment later. That short black skirt with the tight black sweater? Sweet!
She looked down at herself again and texted, The skirts not too short, is it?
Not for me, he texted in reply. Then, Skype with me.
Bella went upstairs to her bedroom and fired up her laptop. Luke was already online, waiting for her, smiling that lazy Cowboy smile. Shed forgotten how handsome he was. Instinctively she touched his face on the screen.
He knew she was sitting at her desk; he could see her bed behind her. Memories of their time together on that bed filled his thoughts.
Hello, there, baby girl! Youre looking sexy as ever. How was everything tonight? he asked.