Anton’s POV:
"Intense?"
I'm sure plenty of people had that thought, but no one had actually said it to me.
She nodded, "Everything about you is intense. Your personality is definitely intense. Your eyes, your demeanor…"
She trailed off, shaking her head and returning to her food.
This, like many other things tonight, had me fighting myself for control - which was bullshit, because I'd never had to before. Control was something I was good at, something I'd achieved after years of practice.
She looked extremely fuckable, especially in those red heels. She actually looked put together, much like she had at her gallery. It was good to know that she could look presentable.
And now the way she was eating, her mouth wrapping around her fork -
Count back from ten.
"You clench your jaw a l
