The warmth was nice, even Hope had dressed to reflect it. She uncurled her long legs and rose, padding over to the door when she heard the knock. She, herself, was wearing a skimpy white tank top with a pair of flattering black trousers that hugged her frame. She was not ashamed at all of her body, and it showed.
She opened the door and smiled at him. "Hi there, I realized that I don't think I introduced myself. I'm Hope. Hope Smith-Harkness," she said.