- 26. Stolen glances -
Kagome observed her partner quietly, finally getting a good look at him for the first time. Shoulder length silky strands danced in the wind as healthy hair gleamed in the late morning sun. A perfectly chiseled face contorted and relaxed as he took in the sights and sounds around him. His rolled up denim shirt, untucked and unbuttoned, revealed broad shoulders and an impeccably toned physique under a snugly-fitted white crew-cut shirt. Dark jeans covered long muscular legs, highlighting his impressive stature. All these attributes combined really set Sesshōmaru out from the rest as the quintessential man.
He looked like a model ripped out of a magazine ad, and was randomly placed in her ancestral home.
"While I know I am a sight to behold, time is of the essence, little bird," came the gravelly voice that broke her reverie.
And then there was that.
If only his personality matched his outward beauty, he'd be quite a catch.
