Too much?

Sarah stands in the kitchen doorway, the leather skirt hugging her hips, the crop top leaving a strip of bare skin above the waistband. The thigh-high boots click against the floor as she shifts her weight, letting the fishnets catch the morning light. She watches Alex's gaze travel down her legs, then back up, slower this time.

"Too much?" she asks, her voice carrying a playful edge. She doesn't wait for an answer, stepping further into the kitchen and trailing a hand along the counter as she passes Alex. Her fingers brush close to his mug, not quite touching it, before she turns to lean against the opposite counter, arms loosely crossed beneath her chest.

Alex clears his throat, his eyes finally meeting hers. "Too much would be if you couldn't pull it off. You can." He takes a sip of his coffee, but his gaze stays on her. "The fishnets are a nice touch. Not everyone can make those work."

She tilts her head, a small smile playing on her lips. She lets the compliment hang in the air for a moment before responding.

"I've had them for ages. Never really had an occasion to wear them." She uncrosses her arms and smooths a hand down the side of the skirt, the leather creaking softly under her palm. "But I figured if there was ever a morning for it, this was it."

She glances at you, then back at Alex, letting her voice drop just a little lower.

"Are you a fan of leather, Alex? Or is it more of a 'special occasion' thing for you too?"

Alex sets his mug down, leaning forward slightly. His voice is quieter now, but steady. "I think leather is one of those things that depends entirely on who's wearing it. On you, it's not an outfit. It's a statement."

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