KATHERINE
My breath caught as I stared at his face. He's always been very attractive,but seeing him in the traditional attire had me on a chokehold. He stood tall and proud, the attire wrapped perfectly around his body, showing all his muscles and biceps through the thin fabric.
It took everything in me to avert my gaze from his and stared at the cold hard ground instead. I mentally scolded myself for looking at him like he was some piece of snack and that would only soothe his ego.
He made his way towards me. Each step he took made my heart skip a beat. I tried to act like his presence didn't drive me insane, or a part of me didn't leave to run my hands clinging the thin line of the fabric clung solely to him.
He smirked, but it wasn't a casual one. It almost looked like he could see
