Valinta — Chapter 4 [Martin]
“Ohh…” Martin let out a low whistle as Siri walked into the main hall. She was clad in a light blue, slim-fitting halter dress with a mid-thigh-length skirt. She wore turquoise espadrilles and her hair in long, unruly waves and curls. On her face, she donned nighttime makeup- some coral lipstick and dusky eyeshadow, along with dark mascara. “You sure clean up *beautifully*.” Sirina blushed, though she didn’t avert her eyes. She took Martin in- with his tan slacks, matching jacket, and loosely-buttoned blue linen, he was clad in quintessential resortwear. His dark, wavy hair curled in the humidity. Sirina noted the delicious sliver of chest that Martin’s half-buttoned shirt exposed, and she bit her lip. The skin on his chest was paler than his arms and face- a detail she had forgotten. “You look…” Sirina swallowed. “Uh, really nice.” “I know,” Martin teased, smirking. “But still, not even half as good as my date.” Sirina put a hand on her hip. “*Date*? So you think you can bu...