Diana watched his eyes gaze at her scorchingly, and she swallowed, she tried to think of what to say, but no thoughts could form in her head, she just stood there, heart pounding erratically.
Michael gulped as his eyes fell on her chest, she was wearing a cardigan but he could see the faint outline of her nipples; his teeth clenched as he imagined how naked she was inside of that single clothing…
Diana's breath raged, she involuntarily licked her lower lip as her hand clutched the end of her cardigan;
Was he going to touch her?
They were standing irresistibly close to each other, and his scent filled her nostrils. She wanted him so badly and she knew if he made just one move, she was going to melt like a bucket of ice in the sun.
Michael blinked after a moment;
''I'll be in the living room,'' he spoke huskily, without waiting for her response, he turned and walked out from the kitchen speedily.
