I sighed as I watched how the wind pushed her hair back, lifting it as it went. What I would do to get my hands filled with those curls that I was damn sure would be so silky against my palm. The thought made my palms itch in anticipation, bit I clamped it down, and instead, balled my hands into a fist, allowing my nails to dig into the flesh of my palm. The pain wasn't enough to bring me back to my senses.
Nothing was enough...
What had I been thinking when I had planned this anyway? But there was this little throb of joy inside me as I saw the genuine interest and excitement from her.
She was definitely full of surprises.
And I discreetly scored myself for getting this one right. Even if it wasn't real, it felt like it was.
BELLA
Dinner was everything. Theo had been right when he
