"Will you let the dinner I prepared for you go to waste?" Skyla asked with a pout lifting her head. Her hands moved and she quietly removed the mask from his drop-dead gorgeous face. Letting her eyes feast on his rugged beauty for a while.
How could someone be so perfect? He should definitely be fined for being this handsome.
Her fingers caressed the deep contours of his face before she leaned in and her lips brushed against his in a soft warm kiss. He responded with such fervent as if he had starved for years when in reality it had only been a few hours. When they broke loose he asked.
"You did?" His eyes blew wide as surprise descended on them and she pointed to the table she had prepared.
Zyair was so lost in her that he didn't even have a chance to glance around. No one had ever prepared a romantic dinner for him. This was another first he was sharing with her. Warmth coiled inside his stomach and filled it with her love.
