The moonlight had a sickly, pearlescent glow. that kissed the leaves of the palm trees and caressed the surface of the ocean—much like how his long spindly fingers touched the line of her jaw, gently pointing the tip of her succulent neck. She shivered, naked inthe cold waters, her neck beating from her heart. The air hung heavy and low as he stood like a shroud. His fingernails traced from her st...