He felt her pulse, looked into her eyes. This was her heart: raw, unbridled, wanting, needing, pleading; this was her design.
His fingers touched her wrist, ever so gently. She was enticing, to say the very least. She smelled of flowers and rain and something he couldn't quite place…
Her pupils were dilated, her pulse racing. She offered herself to him freely, and had they not been interrupted, he may have just taken the offer, taken her…all of her. He couldn't decipher her; she was undiscovered, dangerous territory. But still, it didn't stop him from wondering…
