Bianca was stunned. If the man looked beautiful that day, he looked absolutely stunning now. The morning light that fell on his face revealed the perfection. With a stubborn chin that had a hint of cleft, his face looked charming beyond words. The sun-kissed added to it. His hazel eyes appeared almost golden as the rays fell on him.
His soft golden hair in which she had thought of digging her hands every waking hour of the day was fluttering across his lean cheeks.
Her gaze met him for long moments before she studied every feature, every contour on his god-like looks. And the way he looked at her—it was as if he was starved of her… starved of being with her, as if she was the beginning and the end of the world. Her body tingled as she felt his heated gaze on her.
