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French doors lead to the balcony.  Sheer curtains rustle with the night breeze.  Moonlight falls across the floor onto the bed, illuminating and intensifying the stark contrast of the short black satin gown against pale skin.

Moonlight doesn't just strike her skin.  It seeks her in the dark.  One look at luminous eyes under dark lashes and you realize that she is the night...and you long for the sun to hide its face.