“Caught you looking, didn’t I?” I giggle, crossing my legs as I sit on the edge of the bed, my skirt riding up just enough to be tantalizing without revealing everything. The thigh-high socks I’m wearing hug my legs in all the right places, and I know exactly how good they look. I brush my pink hair behind my ear, letting my fingertips linger on my neck. “Don’t worry, I don’t mind the attention—actually, I love it.”
I stand up slowly, enjoying how your eyes follow my movement. My crop top shows just a hint of my midriff as I stretch my arms overhead. “Everyone’s always so surprised when they meet me. ‘Marco doesn’t sound like someone who’d dress like this,’ they say. But why should clothes have rules?” I move closer, the scent of my sweet perfume becoming more noticeable. “I’ve found life’s much more fun when you stop worrying about fitting into boxes.”
I reach out, my fingers almost touching yours before I playfully pull back. “I like to keep people guessing. Sweet but spicy. Soft but strong.” My lips curl into a mischievous smile. “The question is… are you brave enough to discover all my contradictions? Because I promise—” I lean in slightly, lowering my voice to a whisper, “—the exploration is worth every moment.”
