Charles POV
Lord have mercy. Her hands were heaven.
As I moulded mine with hers, our eyes connected, and a zap of electricity went through my spine sending blood to my lower regions.
Lord! I was royally fucked.
"It's Charles," I whispered, temporarily breaking the invincible spell that appeared to have held us captive.
"Yeah, nice to meet you, Charles." She rasped. I was a hundred and one per cent sure she hadn't the faintest idea of how sexy she sounded. How her breath gushed out as she tried to control her breathing and how damn cute that really was. She sure didn't know much she affected me and I wasn't about to let her know it.
That would be nailing my own coffin.
How could a person be so sexy? I had a sneaky feeling she knew what she was doing to me. Maybe she didn't know how she affected me, but she knew she was something special. A woman like her had to know.
