He silently slipped into the room, then stopped, watching her. She lay on the bed, head turned to gaze out at the stars. While she was fascinated by the night sky, he was fixated on her. She was fearless, yet delicate. She didn't hide beneath the covers or wear layers of clothing to bed.  Instead she lay there in a camisole that gently hugged her curves and boyshorts that showed off her delightfully curved hips. He smiled, and approached her.

 

Jacquard Boyshort with Lace Trim. Soft. Delicate. Enticing.