She was quiet not only because she was angry at him for being late but because she could not take her eyes off him. Every time she saw him, he looked better than the last. From his high cheekbones to his chiseled jaw, his long eyebrows which could be mistaken for that of a lady and his eyes, good God, his eyes, one that draws her in every time she looks into them. His alluring blue eyes that pierced deep into her soul and made it belong to him. His lips and what they do to her anytime they touch hers, all the ecstasy they made her feel and right now she badly wanted to kiss him and jump on his body. His big hands, she could remember how they made her feel yesterday when he was roaming them around her body, how her breasts fit perfectly in them. She released a slight and silent moan as if he was doing all that she was imagining in her head to her.
"My lady," Lillian nudged her when she saw that she was staring for too long and did not say anything.
