Roads unknown

I R I S Iris let her gaze slide over the man once more, lazily enveloping anything the moonlight revealed. Her expression softened into curious amusement. ”Tease.” Rustling the sand beneath her feet, she stalked closer, naming her price. ”I want a signal at the beginning of each season, for at least a year, letting me know if any suspicion has been raised about my… demise.” She stood in front of him, encroaching on the fringes of his boundaries. ”That, and…” Fingers softly traced the neckline of his shirt. ”Your clothes.” She looked up at him, the allure of a dare glinting in her eyes.