Lana’s Point of View
“Lana?” He clicked his tongue together, as if he could taste the name in his mouth, and then he said something that made my heart stop in my chest. “Your name is so beautiful.” He smiled, his eyes brushed over me softly. “Now I want to see what you look like with your hair longer.”
My breath hitched, but I was unable to avoid his eyes. “I think you’d look even more beautiful.”
Beautiful? Me?
He thinks I am beautiful?
The heavy pounding in my chest made me dizzy, and my eyes flickered away from him, my face whipped away from him, trying to hide the color of embarrassment that flushed my cheeks.
“Calm down,” I encouraged myself as I sucked in a deep breath. “Calm down, Lana, don’t act as if you have never been complimented before.”
My hands squeezed the edge of m
