Camila's POV.
I turned to see a man, tall and slender. He had long blond hair that was flowing down his back. His eyes were a striking blue, staring into me with slight irritation. He had his hands stuffed in his pockets.
I felt my heart strum.
He was handsome. Oh my goddess he was the most handsome man I had ever seen.
He tilted his head, long golden locks catching the morning sun and shining. "Are you deaf?" He asked, his voice sharp but not biting.
I blushed bright red as I realized he had asked me a question. I turned to face him, nearly tripling over my own feet.
"Um..." I stumbled over my words. "I came here to um...."
"To what?" He quipped. "Sneak around? I could report you for this you know."
I shook my head wildly, rasing my hands up in a surrender. "No, please don't rep
