*Freya*
I immediately notice the predatory gleam in Zac’s eyes and brace myself for his attack.
Well, ‘brace’ is perhaps not the most accurate word. I soon decide, recognizing the telltale fluttering in my stomach and the quickening of my breath. With a barely audible sigh, I curse myself for my weakness around this man. I gaze up at the handsome face that has become so achingly familiar to me. Zac’s hazel eyes glow with the promise of something I don’t quite understand but yearn for all the same. I swallow convulsively and wet my lips, lost in his warm stare.
Nervously, I catch my lower lip between my teeth and lower my violet eyes. If I am going to be honest with myself… and I am desperately trying to do so, regardless of how difficult that task is proving to be… I really have to admi
