Malia felt like she was in heaven. The place at the center of the maze looked like something out of a fairy tale. She couldn’t help but be seduced by its beauty. The seclusion of the gazebo also helped her to feel as though they were somewhere separate and the rules out there didn’t mean anything here. She felt Mason tighten his hold on her body as she pressed her lips to his. How could he have thought that the swirling combination of the silver and ice in his eyes would be anything but beautiful to her?
In the back of her mind she knew that is wasn’t a normal thing for his eyes to be like that, she also knew that the way she felt drawn to him wasn’t the usual attraction people felt either. Somehow, she didn’t care. She wanted to be here, right now,
