Xiang let the moment hang, savoring it. Then slowly, deliberately, she lifted her foot—trailing it down Julia's body in a gesture so provocative it made Sabrina's eye twitch violently.
"Smart girl," Xiang purred.
She turned and walked toward Tianlong, hips swaying with every step like she was on a goddamn runway. Halfway there, her body dissolved into those cursed butterflies, reforming directly in front of him—back pressed flush against his chest.
Her ass ground against his crotch as she materialized. Deliberate. Shameless.
"Was I good, honey?" she asked, tilting her head back with hooded violet eyes. "Did I make you hard—I mean, 'proud'?"
Tianlong's free hand wrapped around Xiang's slim waist, pulling her tighter against him. "You know exactly what you did."
Sabrina's eye twitched harder.
