I breathed low. My eyes fixated on his neck as if it were an impulsive enticement. I knew every part of Drevon was like a walking sexual magnet, but why does his neck look far more scrumptious?
The veins marred on them pulsed under my gaze. I could hear it humming, followed by a rush like water flowing through the streams.
When I swallow down my saliva to somehow ease my dry throat, it prickles like icy shards have somehow found their way there.
"Eloise."
I gasped as if suddenly awake—his skin at my teeth. When did I get so close?
In slow breaths, I veered my eyes to Drevon, calmly observing me, his thick, dark eyebrows furrowed.
I turned away, pondering what had just happened. The more I tried to think about it, the more it felt like I had hallucinated.
"Are you alright?"
I shivered at the sound of his voice. Gosh! Eloise, are you so tempted by this man? Now you want to eat him like some snack?
"I-I'm fine, I just got dizzy."
