State of Tasmania
Anchored near the city port, Hailee dressed for a night stroll at Hobart. She was putting on light makeup and tied her hair into a ponytail.
Hailee's eyes were glued to the mirror, drooling at that handsome man putting on clothes behind her.
Vincent's movement was in a hurry but remained graceful in how he fixed his shirt around his body.
He turned around, instantly the corner of his mouth pushed into a smile when his wife gawked at him.
Those burning eyes told him of something. And if he will allow himself to be tempted, there will be no more night out tonight in the city but another wild night with this girl.
Vincent took the comb from Hailee and helped her tie her hair.
Hailee, on the one hand, remains to stare at her husband. She rarely sees Vincent in casual attire, as he often sees him in the suit.
