Losing Control

I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Alistair lifted his gaze and sized me up, his eyes growing increasingly shadowed and unreadable.

That's when I realized—when I'd been lying on the couch earlier, my dress was so tight I'd unzipped the back just to breathe. Now, sitting here, the zipper was still open, leaving half my back exposed.

I sucked in a breath, jumped to my feet, and frantical