Little Dove Naked

James can't take his eyes off her naked body (excerpt continued)

   He had great eyesight and made out the features of her face. High cheek bones, large sultry lips with a well-defined curved cupid’s bow in the middle of the upper lip, a narrow face, straight nose, almond-shaped blue cat eyes.
   He was besotted, love-struck.
   Not that her physical attributes were all he focused on. He wasn’t shallow. He liked her sharp wit, arrogance, flashing eyes and exceptional English. She could talk the ears off a Dominican friar from the Province of the Holy Name. She must have been schooled by a missionary, although the Church’s insistence on humility didn’t seem to take, as demonstrated when she came out of the water and hesitated before covering herself with the cloak.

   Who was he kidding? He was that shallow. He liked her pure sensuality and prayed she was frolicsome and wanton when it came to matters of the flesh. He wasn’t positive God would support him on the matter.