Luna POV:
Jolting up from my crouched position, I took in the sight in front of me. He was standing at least a foot taller than me, with short dark hair, beautiful tanned skin, slight stubble on his face and the most piercing dark green eyes I'd ever seen. He leaned against the hallway wall and crossed his arms. The muscles in his arms rippled under his dark grey T-shirt. It took everything in me not to lower my gaze.
"Like what you see?" He smirked while cocking one eyebrow up.
"Oh sorry, my name is Luna, I've just moved in next door". I extended my hand out to shake his. He glared down at my gesture before looking me down and up. I could feel the blood rushing to my face when he finally met my gaze. I pulled my hand back and let it drop to my side.
"I don't care" he replied. My mouth dropped open in surprise. He pressed the lift button and pushed himself off the wall. He pushed his hands into his pockets and stepped forward. He stopped just in front of me, bent down and slowly leaned in towards me, causing my breath to catch in my throat. He reached for my hand and sparks instantly exploded through my fingertips upon the contact.
"Nice thong" he murmured before stepping back and into the elevator. He looked up again before the elevator doors closed and I swore I could see amusement dancing in his eyes, even though his expression stayed cold.
Once the doors closed I took in a deep breath. Realisation instantly snapped to my brain, clicking the pieces together from his statement. Bringing my hand up to my line of vision, my navy lace thong hanging from my fingers.
Well fuck.
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عاطفية"You don't know what you're getting yourself into with me" he murmured, lips almost touching my ear. "I trust you" I breathed back, staring into those dark green eyes that were so deep I felt like I was drowning. "no deberías" [you shouldn't] he whi...
