Sometimes the aura of a person is enough to set you on fire. Vincent was one such person, who made me burn, just by gazing at me once. The way his silver orbs flashed with an underlying menace made me shiver.
I always felt that Vincent knew everything, he would even know when I'll place my next foot even before I did. And it scared me off till another level.
He walked towards me slowly, almost like a predator and chills passed down my spine. It wasn't the fear, but the sudden gush of excitement I felt at the predatory look in his silver pools. His hands encircled my waist, pulling me against him. My chest was pressing against his and even through his sweatshirt, I felt the warmth radiating off him.
His left hand was caressing my face and the tender touch blazed my skin. As if his tou
