At that moment, I see him walk out of the kitchen with a plate in hand, an apron around his body. My stomach drops, what the hell! This man looks fucking delicious and I can bet my life that he knows it. I swallow hard trying to peel my gaze away from it but it is almost impossible. How can someon
I want to ask him where but the words die on my tongue when he zooms off. It’s not like he is going to tell me if I ask him. I have to search in his mind myself, I need to know everything about this man and why he is the way he is. This mind link will benefit me more than anything but he doesn’t kno
GREECE’s POV. We remain like that for what seems like ages until he finally opens his eyes and turns to look at me. His gaze holds something which I can not quite pinpoint, something between the lines of concern and affection. Today, we both managed to cross that blurry line and part of me loves i
At that moment, I see him walk out of the kitchen with a plate in hand, an apron around his body. My stomach drops, what the hell! This man looks fucking delicious and I can bet my life that he knows it. I swallow hard trying to peel my gaze away from it but it is almost impossible. How can someon
I want to ask him where but the words die on my tongue when he zooms off. It’s not like he is going to tell me if I ask him. I have to search in his mind myself, I need to know everything about this man and why he is the way he is. This mind link will benefit me more than anything but he doesn’t kno
GREECE’s POV. We remain like that for what seems like ages until he finally opens his eyes and turns to look at me. His gaze holds something which I can not quite pinpoint, something between the lines of concern and affection. Today, we both managed to cross that blurry line and part of me loves i