"Do you want me to do something else?"
I couldn't…
I couldn't reply because I was tongue-tied.
The sound of my heartbeat throbbing in my ears was similar to the hooves of a galloping stallion jumping on race hurdles.
Lysander didn't smile as he should, an indication that he wasn't fooling around with me.
This time, he was serious.
His strong arms leaned on each side of my head as his upper body hovered over me.
We stare at each other for a few seconds, and I held my breath.
I wanted to squeal the tension off my lungs.
It was the second time I had seen such beautiful twinkling green eyes that the butterflies on my stomach threatened to flutter and rise to my esophagus, choking the life out of me before Lysander could even begin his seduction.
His smoldering gaze left my eyes as he peered beneath his long curly lashes, licking my lips as I watched him bite his.
