Apocalypse Rebirth: Under The Mad Dog's Protection
I summarized, a small, knowing smirk playing on my lips.
Lucien paused in his tracks. He turned his head slowly, his eyes locking onto mine with a dark, intense gravity that sent a sudden, hot flash straight to my cheeks. He leaned down slightly, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly purr that vibrated right through me.
"I've never been a man who gets distracted, Amber," he murmured, his gaze tracing the sharp line of my jaw before dropping deliberately to my lips. "But looking at you right now... I might just be willing to make an exception."