Silences she loved it. Sometimes it got lonely but then Natalie had plenty of interests to keep her satisfied. The easel in the dining room, the expanse of books and the kitchen fully equipped with baking supplies. Natalie was apparently one of those women who brought cakes in to the office on Fridays.

Her eyebrow cocked as she rested a hand on her hip, one knee bent, shifting weight in her heels while she stared at his across the gap. Sexy and confident. Wrapped up for him in red, black and white. She was danger personified.

"Have you? And yet you're gawking like a fish." She turns slowly, giving him a show, letting him see every inch of her. Pale skin in sharp contrast to black underwear, thumbs running over the band of the lace panties, "I missed you too."