Michael's POV
The sight of Allyson in that flowing white dress left me speechless. The delicate fabric hugged her body in all the right places, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her silhouette as she moved. Each graceful step sent the material dancing around her legs, and I found myself completely mesmerized by the way she carried herself. She was absolutely radiant, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from her beauty.
Walking hand in hand along the sandy shoreline, my mind wandered to all the intimate moments we could be sharing instead of heading to this dinner engagement. The feel of her soft palm against mine only intensified my desire, but I forced myself to stay focused on our destination. Orton and Lyanna were expecting us, and despite my growing impatience, I knew we had obligations to fulfill.
