"Is your waist button undone or something?"
Damon pointed at her waist and closed the magazine he was holding.
Chloe looked down to check but didn't see anything unusual. She adjusted her dress anyway and then looked up. As a familiar fragrance hit her, she was suddenly pulled into a strong embrace from behind.
Her heart raced as she saw the two of them hugging tightly in the mirror.
She could clearly see the passion in Damon's eyes, just like that day in the kitchen.
She was breathing heavily, her cheek pressed against his as she looked to the side.
"What's wrong?"
Damon's hand gently stroked her waist, his voice low in her ear.
"You're so beautiful, like a goddess."
The sexiness in his voice made Chloe's heart race even faster, and her legs grew weak and unsteady.
"What... goddess? I'm not..."
Damon leaned in and kissed her ear, breathing in her natural scent.
"You smell so good. What kind of perfume do you think suits you best right now?"
Chloe pondered for a moment, glancing down at her clothes.
"Rose scented."
"Rose..." Damon murmured and then chuckled, " The queen of essential oils, the signature scent of Cleopatra."
Chloe's knees buckled and she almost fell.
Damon held her tightly, keeping his excitement in check.
"You can't wear this dress tomorrow."
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