Danilo
Dove's eyes were my very destruction when they met mine. His warm chocolate brown eyes dilated. A prominent blush on his cheekbones as he panted heavily. His fingertips gently tracing the tattoos on my neck as he faintly smiled. "Sometimes I find it hard to believe you're real."
As if I didn't question myself on that everyday. Every morning I would wake up and get a text from Dove felt like a dream. When I stepped off the elevator and saw him standing there alongside Miley made me wonder when I was going to wake up from my dream.
Dove made me feel reckless. He made me want to do the dumbest things without worrying about the consequences. He made me want to kiss him good morning when I saw him in the office, to kiss him before I left for a meeting and to give him a hug whenever he looked stressed.
