He noted she deliberately stepped out of the muted light, into the shadows, effectively manipulating his responses. She leaned against the terrace door and faced him, almost purring with satisfaction. His eyes locked on hers and he sensed she knew what her half-naked presence was doing to him. Desire, hunger, and need rushed to the fore. The chaos of sensations ravaging him produced the faintest of smiles on her lips.
Witch.
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