Kelsey looked into Nikolas' eyes. She knew exactly what "going with him" meant. Should she agree? Her mind went blank for a moment.
Nikolas met her gaze, his eyes still filled with that mesmerizing sparkle. 'I love her eyes,' he thought.
There was something about them that captivated him.
"What's the hesitation? You don't want to?" Nikolas asked, his fingers brushing against her lips, as though he was trying to remember how kissing her felt.
He leaned down, kissing her softly. Tonight, in her elegant black dress, she looked both alluring and regal.
But to him, she was still like a tulip—soft, delicate, with a faint, irresistible fragrance.
It hit him then that was why she was different from everyone else. When she was quiet, there was a serene beauty about her, and when she was anima
