She steps inside. He closes the door. She lets the trench coat fall to the floor. Underneath: a black dress that promises violence in every stitch.
She clicked off the lamp.
“Shh,” she cooed, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Don't fight it. You wanted to be close to me. Now you will be. Forever.” Lethal Seduction
She moves toward him. He raises the gun. She steps inside