Roseline’s POV
I was consumed with his charm, raw, distinct and wild. I’ve never really cared about masculinity but this man was a perfect display of God’s unique creation, drawing me in and trapping me like a magnet.
My legs became weak like a jelly and I couldn’t move. He smirked and I felt my insides clench. Adrian reached behind me and took the knife before placing it on the counter.
Meanwhile his eyes never left mine as I struggled to keep my nervousness under control.
His deep sexy voice sounded on my ears again” It’s dangerous to run around with knives. Even kids know better than you.”
His mouth was just touching mine, slightly teasing and making me run out of breath. The small feather like touch sent shivers of desire inside of me, threatening, pushing me to grab h
