He had stared at me from across the room all night.
His eyes laced with mischief as he scanned all of me from my head to my toes,
as if he was deciding if I was worthy to even be in his sight.
I remember thinking,
'Who gave him the right to graze me this way?'
I felt like he had been stripping me of my clothes with his eyes.
Grazing every curve of my body, every flaw becoming known to him.
As if he knew every little Sin that danced across my body and mind...
I already felt exposed from head to toe standing in his sight range.
Those dark eyes...
I had to know more.
More about him.
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Eight Nights |Book 3
RomanceEight nights. That's all it took. It only took you eight nights for you to completely strip me bare, pulling every unconfessed Sin from my bones. Climbing into the depths of my soul without remorse, pulling and tearing away at the seams of my frag...
