Evanna suddenly stopped, stunned, at who was in front of her. Long white hair and a pair of intense, crystal-blue eyes stared directly into her own. Time almost stood still as recognition flashed across her eyes.
The elf in front of her did not remove his hand from her wrist, keeping their bodies close to one another, her chest almost touching his. The proximity between them made her body involuntarily heat up, causing her to inhale sharply. Her eyes were then released from his hold as he glanced down to her lips.
Her own emerald eyes took advantage and wandered across his strong features, devouring each detail greedily. Her mind did not do him justice; he was extraordinarily handsome in person. Evanna looked back into those otherworldly blue eyes that were once again looking into her own, locking them in place.
