The car came to an abrupt halt as Zylan maneuvered with precision, pulling smoothly into the nearest Road lot. In a fluid second, he was already at her side. His towering frame leaned over her, his piercing crimson gaze searching hers, as though he could peer into the depths of her soul.
"Eaglet," he said, his voice low but firm, tinged with concern. "You need to be very careful."
Naomi blinked up at him, her golden eyes hazy and unfocused. She shifted closer, her hand brushing against his chest. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, and it caused her own temperature to spike, her skin flushed.
"But I feel… so hot," she murmured, her voice breathy and soft, each word dripping with a dangerous allure. Her pupils dilated, the haze in her gaze thickening as she reached up to touch his jaw, her fingers lingering there for just a moment too long.
Zylan knew that the alcohol's overwhelming effect was the reason behind Naomi's newfound boldness.
