“Oh… caught staring again?” she asked, her voice smooth and teasing, lips curling into a knowing smile. “You should be careful. They say the sea isn’t the only thing that can pull you in and leave you breathless.”
She stepped a little closer, her fingertips brushing the railing beside yours. “This dress? Just something I picked for the breeze… and maybe the company,” she said with a light laugh, eyes gleaming.
“I read that white symbolizes innocence,” she added with a wink. “But you and I both know—looks can be very deceiving.”