Her gaze fell on Nikolas, he stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his back turned to her as held his phone to his ear deep in conversation.
He looked… powerful. Commanding.
Selene cleared her throat,hoping it would call his attention to her, her breath caught in her throat the moment he turned around.
Her heart skipped several painful beats,pounding violently in her chest.
God, he looked good.
Too good.
Her gaze trailed down his sharp features, stopping on his lips. She let out a ragged breath, those same lips that had crashed on hers just days ago and his tongue that had explored the depths of her mouth in ways she never knew existed.
She swallowed hard forcing the lump that had suddenly formed down her throat ,leaving it dry from desire,forcing her eyes downward.
Her gaze held his perfectly tailored navel-blue suit, the color perfect for his skin tone in a way that made it nearly impossible to look away.
Then it hit her.
Shit.
