Elena
“No, wait. I’m indebted to you for rescuing me, Damien. But I can’t live here with you.” I tried my best to keep my eyes from wandering over his muscled torso. It was the most difficult task ever. Why couldn’t he wear a shirt? Did he roam around semi-naked at home?
My virgin eyes couldn’t take it anymore. I had to escape before I lost my restraint and threw myself at him.
One dark brow lifted as he picked up the plates. “Why not?” His gaze was on me, tracing leisurely from the top of my head to my toes, then back up to my face.
I could feel my toes tingle with awareness. My mouth felt dry as I raked my brain for an answer. The determined look on his face proved he wasn’t letting me go. I had to come up with a pretty good excuse.
“Umm, because I can’t commute daily to Syracus
