C75 The Crazy Clarissa and the Crazy Hollis!

The hands of a man favored by God were nothing less than the most exquisite works of art.

Clarissa's eyes went wide as she watched Hollis at the foot of the bed, his slender fingers deftly undoing each button of his white shirt. Instinctively, she backed away until her spine met the headboard. The man towered over her with his narrow, phoenix-like eyes, cold and detached