Chapter Four
NicoShe bursts into the house like a fury, face flushed and filled with grim determination. I can practically see her wielding a sword instead of a frying pan. She looks me over, and damn, if I don’t warm under her intense gaze.
I don’t look away.
Instead, I study her now that she’s dressed and not hiding her face under a blanket of beauty product. Her curves are just as enticing covered in athletic wear as they were in barely there lingerie. But it’s her face that captivates me. The way her wide brown eyes spark with intelligence and curiosity. Her plump lips carry the hint of a smile- even while she glares at me. And her skin? Flawless. Like porcelain. Smooth and delicate with a kiss of pink high on her cheeks. I guess those beauty products work. Veronica always looked ha
