The sun slipped below the horizon. The light over the sea turned an astonishing deep purple as she gazed out across the water. Little wonder they call... it the Cosa Viola, she thought. As Melissa thought about ordering some food, she caught an Italian girl looking at her from the corner of her eye. Olive skinned and with the most wonderful dark brown hair, she sat close by. Melissa smiled at her, noticing how her skin glimmered, illuminated by the purple light and deepening all the time. As the. Proceed to the room” he motioned.He looks damn sexy when serious. Priya winked and she drifted to her bedroom and closed the door smiling at him. She badly wanted to convey her physical attraction towards him. she wanted to feel him and get kneaded by him. She wanted to taste her son and get pampered by his manliness. But fear and guilt kept her from going beyond the lines…even on this happy night, this conflict saddened her. She brushed aside the thoughts as she unwrapped the rectangular gift. A quiet family gathering.Now it’s just me. Home alone.I draw a bubble bath. Lavender and vanilla scented steam fills the room as I light candles. I lower myself into the foaming tub, balancing a glass of sweet wine in one hand. I linger, enjoying my wine, sipping the syrupy liquor and holding it briefly on my tongue before swallowing. When I finish my drink, I set the long-stemmed glass aside and relax more deeply into the hot water.When the bubbles start to dissipate and the bath starts to. This guy could ruin her. First in the good way, and then, inevitably, in the bad way. Turning to face her fully now, he leaned a thick, hairy forearm on Petie’s impeccably windex-ed bar. He nudged her with his knee, the dark denim rough against the delicate skin of her upper leg, just hard enough to be purposeful. Stef fell for it. As soon as his leg touched hers, she jolted. Instinct pulled her gaze to exactly where he wanted. She stared at his thighs, bulging tightly as he perched on the.