Chapter 37: Touch

Alexander

Victoria might have the robe over her dress, but the front is open, and I can see it all. Her dress clings to the narrowest part of her waist and it's so short that her thighs are almost on full display. And that cleavage is only accentuated by the lace around her bust area.

As she walks past me, I clear my throat and pick up my phone, pretending to text Isabella but I can't look away.