Urso's POV
Damn...
She looked incredible.
Perfect.
Her perfume had filled every inch of my car, and somehow she'd filled every bit of space too—with that smile, those shy, guarded eyes, and, at the same time, that quiet confidence.
I have to admit, there's something about Nicole that intimidates me.
She has this way of making me hold back my feelings, making me hesitate, think twice, weigh every move, and be careful about what I do next.
I couldn't help myself.
I rested my hand on her thick thigh and felt goosebumps ripple across her skin.
It was as though our bodies were powerful magnets, irresistibly drawn to one another.
She's funny.
Easygoing.
Yet at the same time, she's effortlessly provocative.
Intense.
The kind of woman who naturally commands every room she walks into.
