LITTLE MISS RED
Dark eyes stared down at me—sucking me in, drawing me in like a black hole, an endless abyss.
He is pretty. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Sharp dark eyes like they could see into the depth of my soul, long lashes curling over them like shades keeping whatever is out in the world away from his beautiful eyes. A pointed nose perfectly sculpted, thin lips, a sharp jawline, dark hair that looks messy but in a neat way. I want to run my hands through it. And the ink peeking out of his neck… his entire appearance is mesmerizing. It felt like I was being hypnotized by beauty.
“Little miss,” he called out, raising an eyebrow at me.
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