SCARLETTE
"I do have it, but I left it at my house. I was very silly to forget it. My Possessor distracts me most of the time if you know what I mean, so will you please let go of me. I don't want to keep him waiting."
This man was tall, inches taller than Caelan, I suppose.
Behind the mask, the man must be good-looking. His brown locks curled across his forehead; he had designer stubble around his jaw that many women found attractive—Caelan had had facial hair before, but I liked his face clean and smooth.
His green eyes were intense, and in other cases, I would have said he had a beautiful pair of eyes, but right now, the man irritated me. He was oozing with self-confidence.
"He is a very lucky man to have a Prey as stunning as you," my back was almost pressed on the wall as I t
