Chapter 32 Blackout

• River's POV
• There she was, in a thigh-length transparent gown that left little to the imagination. Her perky, unapologetic breasts pointed forward, barely hidden behind the sheer fabric, with only a sliver of lace in the form of panties beneath. Her hair fell in soft waves, framing her face, while her makeup was immaculate, accentuating every sharp angle and lush curve.
• This, I thought, is the real definition of barely dressed. Compared to her, my outfit felt downright conservative.