Wyatt looked into her eyes and felt he could see her very soul. He saw sadness but also passion and wariness. She should be wary considering how she's been treated by men. He wanted her to trust him. He wanted her to want him. He wanted her.
What? I hope I didn't say that out loud. Please tell me I didn't say that out loud.
He felt his pants tighten as most of the blood in every part of his body flowed to his erection.
The shrill ringing of the phone brought him back to the present. He took the picture from her hands, his hand gentle but firm. He glanced around for the phone. It had been right beside his laptop, but he couldn't find it, his eyes still locked on hers. She remained standing, her hands outstretched as if still holding the framed photograph.
"I-I better get that. It, it mi
