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80 | Caught In The Act
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2020-11-22 15:33:00◇ KEL ◇
Oh dear...his eyes...
Try as I might, staring into his gorgeous, attentive eyes just sucked the finesse and willpower out of me.
It was not a fleeting physical attraction. Well, first time I met him, I was quite drawn to his perfection of a face, but after we had gotten to know each other better, he'd been nothing but a real friend to me. Just recently I realized I was attracted to his genuine personality, honesty and remarkable kindness more than anything else.
His eyes gave it away. Concern, worry...and a bit of...sadness. He made no effort to hide how he felt.
It had been an hour or so. Yep—I made him wait that long. I wanted to see how serious he was. To be frank, I was mostly dragging my heels because I just didn't know what to say to him.
Alessio and the guards outside the private room did their job and kept Enzo from barging in. But when my patience eventually r
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