After I glanced at Miguel, my eyes were immediately drawn to her.
An acolyte working alongside Miguel, she was a breathtaking sight, even in the metallic and oppressive atmosphere of that steampunk laboratory. Tall, with perfect curves that the lab uniform couldn't hide, long legs that seemed drawn by an artist, and silky brown hair cascading like a waterfall down to her waist. Her skin was flawless, and those lips… Ah, those full lips had a natural color that almost made me imagine their taste.
"Damn it, why are all the women in this world so hot? Focus, Tyler," I thought, shaking my head discreetly to chase away such ideas. It wasn't the time for distractions.
