MAEVE HAWTHORN.
His eyes were hooded like those of a hawk and they darkened dangerously as they sought mine. I could feel my throat getting dry and I knew that I was supposed to look away before I get sucked into whatever this is but I didn’t want to stop looking into those green eyes.
They were perfect and I was more than enthralled by what I saw glistening in them despite the darkness. They looked as though they were trying to send a private message and maybe I didn’t get it but the entirety of my being got it perfectly clear.
I shuddered, swallowing the lump that had formed in my throat as I managed to look away from his eyes even though I could still feel them boring into me.
My palm suddenly got sweaty as my heart raced and my eyes landed on his slightly parted lips. Looking away
