"Logan…" she paused, her eyes dropping slightly, her voice low and sultry, "or should I call you, Legion?"
She lingered for a bit then added, "you've been a very bad boy recently…"
Logan's heart skipped a beat. He stood frozen near the entrance, one hand still on the door handle.
Daenerys slowly pulled the lollipop out of her mouth with a soft pop. Her tongue licked the candy once before she placed it on the table beside her.
She was wearing a loose white silk robe that barely reached mid-thigh.
The robe had slipped slightly off one shoulder, revealing smooth skin and the generous curve of her breast.
Her legs were crossed casually, but the position made the robe ride up dangerously high, exposing the soft flesh of her thick thighs.
"How did you—" Logan started, then stopped himself.
Daenerys let out a soft, melodious laugh. She stood up from the couch with lazy grace and walked toward him.
