Undivided His eyes ran across my face, lingering faintly on my quivering lips before looking straight into my eyes. He knew my weakness - I could never hold a gaze, not from my mom, not from him. Especially him. His coal eyes showered me with fire I have never seen in any man before, filling me with warmth enough to melt any hardened heart 10 times over. "Ian," I whispered shakily. He placed a finger on my lips and smiled. "No words tonight, Celina. Just you, me, and this bottle of wine I'm holding." I let him have his way, rather than ruin this strange encounter. He pulled me close and breathed into my neck. It was definitely going to be a long night.
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