Aurelia: We look good.
Serena grinned and shook her head.
Serena: We look damn good.
Aurelia: Mate will rip this tonight.
Serena: He absolutely will NOT rip this tonight. I won't let him.
Aurelia: The slit makes it easier for him. He won't even have to try. One pull. Gone.
Serena: Stop analyzing the structural vulnerabilities of my dress.
Aurelia: Good luck with stopping him.
She stepped into the heels. Of course the heels fit and matched. Of course every goddamn detail was perfect, because Finnick Shadowclaw did not do things halfway.
Aurelia:Mate brings us to a big party.
Serena:He is not. This is casual.
The door to their chambers opened.
Finnick Shadowclaw entered in formal dress, dark jacket, sapphire accents at the collar and cuffs, his hair pushed back, and his jaw clean.
Gods, he looked good. Unfairly good. Aggressively good.
His eyes found hers.
He stopped.
