ALPHA GOD
With the heady scent of jasmine that is so typically Shinee, and the heat that comes off him, I can't ignore the way my head spins, the way my mind goes to dangerous places, despite the situation.
I cross my arms over my chest. "I will admit that when you tell me all these secrets you keep hiding. You tell me about your power."
The mask of desire slips. "I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm scared that if you get to know me, you won't want to be with me," he murmurs, grimacing. And for once, I believe him.