Stella
It feels like the chair has been covered in pins and needles.
I'm nervous.
Evan is sitting in front of me, all dark and gorgeous. His entire frame makes the chair seem small in comparison, and his blue eyes are intensely set on mine.
It's nothing short of frightening having him scrutinize me without saying anything. He is tall and imposing, and those rolled-up sleeves give me enough arm porn to let me know he is a big man.
I mean...
I know that from when we had s*x. But it was honestly hard to focus on anything other than Evan's lips, c**k, and the taste of his talented mouth.
Now we are supposedly on a date, and through my observations, I know Evan is a dangerous vampire. He killed alpha Logan first and asked questions later. It means he is reckless, yet part of my brain f
