Chapter 9: Lance.

When she faces me, her expression is severe, and her biting tone cuts through me as do her words. But her voice rolls over my senses like warm honey and my skin prickles with goosebumps. I freeze like a statue in response, and I feel an electric current shoot through me as I lock eyes with her, I cannot look away.

I have never been able to forget those eyes, they are burned in my memories forever, but I never thought we would see each other again, let alone meeting like this today. Those warm chestnut brown irises with that golden hue that pin me in place with their beauty and their odd way of making me feel like all my secrets are laid bare.

Even though she is glaring at me I cannot deny that she is beautiful. There is a symmetry to her features that I find incredibly attractive, and it wasn’t there all those years ago.

I fight back the urges that are building in me unbidden, she clearly isn’t my type, too headstrong and I won’t be put through another situat