~ Kriss Darcy ~
I looked into his eyes, the sheer beauty of the bright green irises rendering me temporarily breathless.
Jase.
He reached up, stroking my cheek carefully with his thumb, sparks trailing along after the contact. My eyes closed automatically, delighting in the contact.
"Kriss," he murmured, the sound of his voice sending shivers down my spine. "Kriss."
He didn't say anything else, and suddenly, I felt his breath brushing against my cheek, then the pressure as his forehead leaned against mine. I knew that if I opened my eyes, I would see him, and only him - The smooth cheekbones, the carefully structured jawline, the sprinkling of freckles across his nose, his lips, his eyes...
We were sharing the same breath now.
Gently, his hand retreated from my cheek, wandering up over my face, tracing my eyes, my eyebrows, my hidden cheekbones, my nose, my forehead, roaming down the other side of my face before gliding across my lips...
"Jase," I whispered. "Jase."
I could sense him leaning closer, and my lips parted with anticipation...
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Ashes and Embers
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