59. Taken Over
kael's POV
I scrutinize her deeply wondering if she must still be half asleep or half awake with the nonsense she is spitting out of her mouth.
Does she think I am a fool or extremely blind by what I saw a few minutes ago?
Or does she probably know about this but then she is just trying to avoid anyone getting to know about it?
I bite against my bottom lip, observing her intensely, and she avoids my gaze staring down at the bed.
I watch her beautiful, long, dazzling lashes as they fall above her stunning rosy cheeks, and then I don't know how my eyes trail down towards her beautiful supple lips.
I bat my eyelids and quickly look away from her trying to restore my thoughts to the originality of it.
Why the hell am I suddenly having perverted fantasies of having
