The two of them wore a similar articulation, as the two of them weren't hoping to see one another, yet their thoughts ran an alternate course.
Damn! She looks such a ton better up close! He thought.
Good gracious! It's him, he's real. She thought
Alara was so stunned, she just remained there staring at him with eyes as wide as saucers. She was unable to grasp her contemplations.
She looked directly into his dark eyes which felt like it was sucking her in. She felt so insecure with the force of his gaze, almost like he could see through her. She shuddered because of his extreme gaze and felt goosebumps ascending on her skin.
She looked as water trickled from his smooth dark hair that looked disheveled as though he had gotten his fingers through it, down to his chest then to his ripped abs that was sufficiently hot to make any ladies wet their pant by simply checking it out.
At the point when she broke out of her daze, he was so near her that assuming she shifted her head forward somewhat her lips would meet his. She could feel his breath fan her face. She was immersed in the recognizable scent that drove her to the VIP room.
She looked as his lips twisted into a smirk, then, at that point, she understood that he had found her gazing.
She began to move back as he kept drawing nearer to her until her back hit the glass wall behind her.
She felt trapped and didn't know what direction to head. He drew nearer to her and put the two of his hands close to her head, trapping her.
"Like what you see?" he murmured delicately in her ear, making a delightful shudder run down her spine. He pulled back to inspect her face.
She become flushed from the tip of her ears down to her neck.
He was entertained by how beet red she was. He liked how she was responding to him. On the off chance that he had realize she was this easy to tease, he would have met her sooner, he thought.