The tension from that little Jasmine bomb melted fast, but Voren still smirked, dark and possessive.
Maybe it was because Jasmine was previously tight with Olivia, but truth be told, he only put up with her ass because Esperanza loved her. Still, it was weird as fuck that Jasmine would give his wife something so slutty and intimate. Then it clicked. Seraphine had been hanging with her all yesterday.
"I saw it in the closet with the rest of the gifts," Seraphine shrugged, all casual like she wasn't lying there naked and glistening. "Her name was on it, so I opened it. Liked what I saw."
Voren frowned for half a second, then let out a low chuckle. "Then I'm real fucking glad I ripped it off you. She learned how to wear shit like that from Olivia." He couldn't even call that woman his aunt.
"But you liked it on me before you knew who it was from," Seraphine teased, her voice husky.
