Until Leo left the room, Micah sat frozen, his limbs locked in place like a statue. His mind lagged behind reality, unable to catch up with what he had just witnessed. That… couldn't be real. Even he, who, by the way, was straight, was affected by that beautiful gentle smile. He suddenly understood what those women in ancient Egypt felt when they cut their hands upon seeing Joseph's beauty up close! Who could be immune to this level of beauty? Ha?!
"Asena!" Jacklin's voice sliced through the haze, slightly amused.
Micah startled as if jolted awake. "Hum?!"
"Let's go." Jacklin tilted her head toward the hallway. "They are waiting for us."
Micah blinked, still dazed, then followed after her like a lost duckling. His legs moved automatically, but his thoughts were filled with how to counterattack Leo's lethal smile and save Darcy from his clutches.
