Layla's mouth fell agape, taking in his handsome features. His thick, jet black hair was tousled, with a few strands falling over his face. His strong jawline complemented his smirking lips well. Her heart fluttered when she caught sight of his blue orbs, filled with an untamed passion, one that made her scared yet excited at the same time.
Her gaze travelled down further, relishing his strong neck to his wide chest, the way his strong shoulder blades glistened with sweat stirred something in her belly. Finally, she caught sight of his muscular, well-sculpted abs, taut and muscular.
"Angel…" His voice sounded hoarse, instigating something inside her, something primal. It was like a pleading call that made her body shudder in anticipation. Layla found herself moving towards him with steady steps until she paused when their bodies were merely inches apart.
