Sasha Morden

She beamed up at the valet, sliding out and making sure the top two buttons of her shirt were undone. Just enough to give him a glimpse and make sure he'd pay attention to where she wanted him to, and not to the misshapen feet under the trenchcoat that were flashed as Fred got out of the car. Handing her keys over and taking her ticket with a wink, she watched him slide into her seat as she went around to join Fred, looping her arm through his. "Hard part over. Now, let's get us a room."