Chapter 18: Jaclyn's Request

"Please, sit." Jaclyn shut the door, glided into the living room, and gestured to the sofa.  Then she crossed to the liquor cabinet against the wall, poured two glasses of red wine, and sat down right beside Finnley.  She handed him the glass in her right hand as if it were the most natural thing. They clinked glasses. They drank. Whether by accident, when Jaclyn took a sip, she let the front of her robe fall open just a bit. Finnley's gaze flicked down instinctively. Her pale breasts flashed...