Rafe POV
I couldn’t escape her. Mikayla was everywhere, and the more I saw her, the more tempting she became. She was like a forbidden fruit begging me to taste her. Each time I saw her, she seemed to be even more beautiful than the time before. I found myself noticing things I hadn’t noticed before, like the way her eyes light up when she smiles, the cute little freckles that are dotted over her cheeks, and the way she runs her hand through her luscious hair when she is stressed. But what drove me wild was the way her eyes glistened with mischief whenever they connected with mine, the way it made her chest heave, and her breathing became rapid. Mikayla wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
I walked into John’s, silently hoping that she would be there again tonight; my eyes immediatel
