Soft and cool velvet ruched between his fingers. It brought him back to her like a scent, like a cloud of her perfume in passing. She wore simple, practical clothing at all times, but luxuriated in velvet in her bed chamber. Memories of a deep night-blue coverlet of velvet draped over them both, the heat of her skin and the hot smell of their lovemaking in the room, settling like dust. Velvet and ...