*Zac*
I can see her violet eyes begin to smolder with desire, and it takes every ounce of willpower I possess not to lean down and capture her lips with my own. I have no idea how to make her feel better, but I am fairly certain that what she doesn't need is another intimate encounter with me.
I don’t know how long we remain in that position, but Freya seems to have forgotten how to breathe. Then she finally exhales and says, "I need to talk to you about something, and I cannot think clearly when you are standing so close to me."
I take that as a good sign. "Of course," I say solicitously, releasing her arms and motioning to the sofa where she had been seated just moments ago.
Scratching my chin thoughtfully, I begin to consider my situation. I have been planning to propose to Freya o
