Enzo’s POV
What the hell was I doing?
She just smelled so good, and she was standing so close to me. It was either this or my wolf lost control completely and I wasn’t going to let that happen.
She did a beautiful job on my portrait; it was even better than the last one. Watching her hard at work was hypnotizing. The way she bit her bottom lip when she concentrated and stuck her tongue out a little to lick the top of her lip whenever she was pleased about something.
The sparkle in her eyes showed just how much passion she felt for what she was doing. I couldn’t help but ask her about it. I wanted to know what made her want to be an artist.
I was more than impressed with her answer and it made me want to talk to her more about it. I knew she was good at combat, but her intelligence
