IT'S HIM

It's Him

For the second time in his life she took his breath and stopped his heart, it was her, some woman next to him whispered something in his ear, but for the life of him could not hear nor understand what she said . he was mesmerized by the woman floating down the aisle. Her sensuality, her beauty and as if snapping out of it, he realized so  was half of the men in this venue, he suddenly had the urge to throw her over his shoulder take her far-far away from make her his. The whole ceremony he was so focused on her what the priest was saying .... that was beyond his level of hearing at the moment. He even missed the grand entrance of the bride... The only thing that mattered was his beauty.

Layla stood next to Lucy and the whole ceremony it felt as if someone was trying to make a connection with her that someone was looking at her ,the hair at the back of her neck stood erect. Shrugging it off well she stood next to the bride of course they were looking in this general direction.

The ceremony ended and as the guest exited the building and went to the reception hall her pulse was back to normal. The wedding party did all the photos  for the bride. They all entered the hall and sat at the tables again her skin prickled she looked around but could not se anyone that’s provoking this havoc with her body. Finally the food was coming out with dozens of servers in not time every guest was served. 

They did the first dance and she did her duty dance with the best man luckily he was in a committed relationship she actually met his girlfriend and she could make a friend out of her. As soon as the dance ended she went outside for some fresh air.

later..

 The sun was setting dusk was all around her, she just loved this time of day, so calm and soothing. There were clusters of people talking everywhere and as she walked over to the edge of the beautiful garden chatting as she went, just to find some solitude .

Her eye caught the most gorgeous man ever and he stood about a head taller than all his companions in the circle and he was looking straight at her, standing casually with both his hands in his pockets . The brunette trying her best to get some attention, well she does not blame her. Is that him - her hero shaking her head, when will this end. Her heart was going crazy of the charts , what if it is him... She started moving again slowly walking straight to the edge of the garden glimpsing every now and then to see if she can see his face but he had turned his back to her.

Zavier looked at her again ,excused himself from the group and made a beeline to her  , only stopping a few feet behind her underneath the tree to her right side and then as if she sensed him she turned her face went pale and the flushed as she recognized him. She turned her whole body towards him and slowly getting closer to him. He really just wanted to carry her straight to his bed and make her his.

Layla looked at him ,more like stared and took inventory , she stepped closer until their feet where touching and then se lifted her hand and ran her finger over the slight scar that went threw is eyebrow, his breath stalled and his blood rushed with fierce desire he took his one hand out of his pocket and put it on her waist pulling her tight against his body, he said in his heavily accented English “Hi baby” and crushed her mouth under his.