"Mmnn . . ."
Evangeline groaned when she felt something dripping from her mouth. Her eyes flung open, back shot straight. She wiped the drool from her lips with her handkerchief while glancing left and right. When she made sure that no one was around, it was only when she breathed a sigh of relief. But only to be startled when she heard low soft breaths beside her. Glancing at her right, she blinked several times, trying to ascertain who it was who was sleeping so soundly.
She frowned when she couldn't recognize the man. He was peacefully sleeping on top of his crossing arms propped on the table. His head was facing her direction, and half of his face was hidden beneath his arms. His thick dark, messy hair fell on one side of his forehead showing his bushy brows and those unbelievable dense, long lashes. He had straight, proud nose paired with a sexy jawline and sensual lips.
The man was unbelievably soul-stirring!
Who?
