When I slide open the bathroom door and pace into my room, I freeze with terror. Sitting on my bed, he looks at me deep into my eyes, sending me waves of shudder through my arms. His face, fair and lean, his lips pink and lush, his shining green eyes flickered with amber bore holes in my heart.
I agree with my wolf! He is such a beauty to flatter anyone. But the bitter truth about him is that he is a snobbish r****t. He pulls himself from the bed and walks closer to me. I freeze with panic when his tall muscular figure with a handsome face bewitches me. The smell of his cologne from last night tingles my nose, sending me the warmth down my body. I again lose control of myself.
His humid breath touches my face sending me a chill down my spine.
What's wrong with me?
My mind had
