girl in this room infatuated with him? He was good looking, yes, but couldn’t they see that they were all making fools of themselves? There were other guys at this party. “Yeah,” she mumbled.
Danielle grinned as she tossed back her long, dark hair. Her hazel eyes were twinkling merrily as she bumped Sera again. “Are you going to talk to him?”
Sera’s eyebrows rose in surprise as she shook her head. “No.”
Danielle shook her head before spinning in a quick circle. Her dark hair twirled around her as she stopped before Sera, beaming from ear to ear. She was a pretty girl with a small, pointy nose, high cheekbones, and a narrow chin. She was built like a dancer, small, lithe, and graceful.
The fast paced dance music was cut off as a slow song came on. Sera saw her opportunity to make an exit as couples started to fill the floor. She moved with Danielle toward the door, but found herself unexpectedly blocked off. Frowning in aggravation she tilted her head up to see who it was that belonged to the body she had walked into, and was firmly blocking her way.
She froze as her gaze locked onto a set of brilliant green eyes. Eyes so clear and mesmerizing that she was certain no emerald could have compared. Her heart flip flopped painfully as she gazed at the man before her. The room seemed to disappear again as her entire body reacted to his presence.
It was him.
“Sorry,” she managed to say around the sudden lump in her throat.
He smiled; his face and eyes lit up with it. “It was my fault. I was trying to stop you.”
“Stop me?”
“Would you like to dance?”
Sera blinked in surprise. She didn’t want to dance, she wanted to flee as quickly as possible, but her feet wouldn’t move. Instead, without meaning to, she found herself nodding slowly. He held his hand out to her as a small smile curved his full mouth.
Her gaze traveled slowly to his long, elegant fingers as his hand clasped around hers. She felt an unexpected bolt of electricity rip through her. She jumped in surprise, her eyes snapped back to his. He was staring at her intently, his eyes narrowed with curiosity, and surprise. For a moment she felt as if he had ripped her skin away and was staring straight into her soul. She felt completely vulnerable, bared to him but no matter how much she disliked the feeling of vulnerability enveloping her, she couldn’t tear her gaze from his.
Then, he turned from her. Sera blinked dazedly as the intimate contact was broken. A shiver swept up her spine, but she managed to keep herself from revealing it to him. He led her to the center of the floor and turned to wrap his arms around her waist. Sera found herself staring at a broad chest as she rested her hands against it. She could feel the bunching of thick muscles, and radiating heat as her fingers lightly stroked him.
Another shudder, this one of desire, rippled through her. Desire was not something that she experienced; it was something that she feared, and something that she did not want to experience now. She had to bite her lip to keep another shiver repressed as she tilted her head to look up at him.
She took in every inch of his perfectly sculptured face. His eyes were the brilliant color of new sprung leaves. They seemed to glow with an inner light, and they radiated a magnetism that was completely entrancing. His eyelashes were long, thick, and black as they shadowed the planes of his sharp, chiseled cheekbones. His nose was straight and narrow. His lips were a deep, blood red, the lower lip slightly fuller than the upper.
Suddenly she longed, in a way that she never had with anyone else, to kiss him. She wanted to know what his lips tasted like. What they felt like.
Her hands trailed along his chest. She could feel every detail of his ridged muscles beneath the black shirt that clung to him. His broad shoulders seemed to block out the rest of the room as he spun her slowly along the floor. He was at least six feet tall, a good six