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“Well, muscles aren’t mandatory, but always a bonus!” She quietly reflected on the photo. “He seems like a dominant, alpha type, based on how he’s holding these women—they’re all in submissive positions.” Aria paused. “How come his face isn’t visible in any of the photos?”
“Maybe his face was ugly.” Evan stifled a laugh.
“Were all these people actually…doing it, or making itlooklike they were doing it?”
He shifted his eyes on his niece and folded his arms in his chest. “Doing what, exactly?”
“You know…”—she lowered her voice—“it.”
“I don’t know what you mean, love?” He feigned ignorance, wanting her to be direct.
“Um…”—she cleared her throat—“Sex.”
An attractive grin appeared on his face as Evan glanced at the picture again. “It’s all in the eye of the beholder—whatever you want to believe.”
Aria observed every detail, from the diamonds around the woman’s neck, to every undulating muscle on the man’s body. She noticed a black crucifix tattooed on his back with a crescent moon above it. There was also a pentacle inked in the middle of the cross. She found the pictures mentally stimulating and darkly beautiful, the longer she stared at them.
“I like how they’re in black and white.”
“Are you into photography at all, Aria?”
“A bit, yes. Though I’ve never taken pictures of naked people.” She turned away from the erotic artwork and met Evan’s gaze.
“Why do you like them in black and white?” he asked, amused by her awkwardness.
“I don’t know. I guess because it makes you recognize the potential of a certain object or person when it’s not in color. It alters the interpretation, including your perception of the picture, so to speak… Makes you look beyond the spectrum of color. For example, if these photos were not in black and white, I’d immediately associate it with lewd pornography. But because they’re in black and white, it accents the artwork with soft sensuality and saturates it with emotion—which is ironic because feelings are never black and white; they’re colorful and complicated.”
“You went all deep on me again. I’m speechless. There’s so much depth to your personality.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” His lips curved into a half smile as he held her gaze and undressed her in his mind.
So bloody gorgeous.
“I should get some sleep,” Aria said. “I’m sure you’re tired as well.”
“You’ll find everything you need in the guestroom. I’ve got brand new toothbrushes in the medicine cabinet.”
“For your sleepovers, I suppose?” she teased.
“Always best to be prepared.”
“In that case, consider purchasing some night gowns for your lady friends.”
“My lady friends sleep naked, and they don’t occupy the guestroom. Let’s put it that way.”
Her cheeks flared up in heat. “T.M.I., Evan!”
“I was just being honest, love.” He examined her body language and wondered if she felt the slightest bit of jealousy.
“Well,” said Aria. “I’m off to sleep.” She glanced at his bed, questioning his “body count.”
Why does my mind go there?
“Goodnight.”
“I like pancakes in the morning!” she hollered, walking out.
