JACOB
Her words were enough to distract me, if only for a moment, from how stunning she was.
The girl was so damn beautiful that it took all the self-control I had to retain my composure. The notion was more than a little unsettling to me.
I was the sort of man for whom self-control came naturally – especially when it came to women.
With her wavy, honey-brown hair, her wide, expressive blue eyes, her full, plush lips, not to mention what had to have been about the best damn body I’d ever seen, the girl before me awakened feelings and urges that I’d thought were long dormant.
It took me a moment to push them aside, to focus on the very strange thing she’d just said.
“You’re here for someone like me?”
She pursed her lips, as if trying to decide whether to press forward or to take it
