Her Angels (Reverse Harem)
I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes.
He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness.
"It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns.
"I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips.
"Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together.
I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.