Eliza
The hopeful look given to Kai by our waitress when she takes our order makes me wish he hadn’t used that spell to shave off his beard.
Kai’s clean-shaven face and dark eyes make him look like a model or movie star. How come some people get so blessed with their genes? Even without a beard, he has a masculine look that makes my heart skip a beat when I look at him.
Gorgeous bastard.
As we wait for our food to arrive, I can’t help but steal glances at him. His chiseled jawline and well-defined cheekbones are now fully displayed, making his face look sharper and more angular. It’s almost as if he is a different person altogether.
“What are you thinking about?” Kai asks, catching me off guard.
I blush, realizing I must have been staring at him for a while. “Uh, nothing. Just admiri
