Jessica's lips curled upwards in a smile that seemed more wild and untamed than anything in polite society. Her fingers deftly walked up his chest, one at a time, until her finger hovered over the very top button. He was younger, fresher than she had seen in this castle in some time.
But he was still in the doorway, and that might be a technicality Dracula would punish them for.
"Come with us. We want to show you something."
So Jessica took her sister's hand and turned away down the corridor. Their gowns flowed enticingly. Jessica's finger crooked for him to follow.