CONFIDENT, CHARISMATIC, and charming, Lucas is reminiscent of classic Hollywood heartthrobs—and he's all mine tonight.
I'd been staring at him driving a while ago, turning away every time he would turn to glance at me. It was a ride like no other. Passionate but without words, steamy so to speak. I could feel his gaze on me, on my body.
He kept rubbing his nicely shaven chin, his hair cut covering his forehead and his eyes every time he lowered his head just enough. The curtain thing was the treat I got through it all. I love the mysterious look his eyes get when they're showered by bits of his loose hair.
It's intoxicating, to say the least.
Parking the car in the reserved section, Lucas lets out a low husky breath, turning to look at me. "Did I tell you you look divine? I'm struggling to sit still right now as I speak."
