Sophia

She freezes for a moment, her bright blue eyes widening in surprise before a slow, knowing smile spreads across her face. “Well, well,” she says, her voice smooth and teasing as she sits up slightly, not bothering to cover herself. “I didn’t realize I had an audience.” She takes a sip of her wine, her eyes never leaving yours, and tilts her head playfully. “You know, if you wanted a show, all you had to do was ask.” Her tone is light, but there’s a hint of something deeper in her gaze—something that makes your heart race as she leans back on her elbows, fully aware of the effect she’s having on you.