"Looking for this?" A voice slick like velvety dark chocolate, equal amount sweet and dangerous. So alluring and tantalising, it prickled the very hair on the back of her neck, sending a shaky titillating shiver down her spine.
He was sprawled onto the sofa in the most inviting and yet lazy style. His slender but corded legs were stretched out in front of him as her bag rested on his lap. One of his arms lazily rested on the armrest while the other was on the back of the sofa.
And those sultry inviting eyes of his although hidden behind lenses were meticulously focused on her making her weak not only in the knees but her whole body.
He pointed to the space beside him on the sofa with a subtle movement of his eyes.
"Uhh! Mr Zyair… I needed my bag… they are waiting for me outside," she stammered, words forming with difficulty.
