[ Esme ]
As soon as she felt the tingle down her back and the feeling that Gabriel was nearby, Esme pushed her chair back, uncaring at the noise it created from being flung over. The vampire had been gone too long. It was the longest they'd been apart, sort of. Still, even with her annoyance at his absence, her heart fluttered, and adrenaline coursed through her at seeing him again.
The moment Esme flung open the doors to the packhouse, she paused at seeing Gabriel looking like the mighty, fine-as-hell god before her. Her core clenched, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach at seeing Gabriel dressed like the prince of the underworld. His attire revealing some of his finely sculpted chest did things to her that made her want to jump him then and there.
A smirk lifted his lips as his gaze held hers. "Well, hello there, amica mea. Keep looking at me like that, and I'll fuck you where you stand." His voice floated through her mind, caressing it even.
