He slumps in his chair and clears his throat before looking up at me. My mouth goes dry as I stare down at him. Now I know why he does this. He looks irresistible from this view, his lips parted and his hair tousled and messy. His eyes are fixed on me, cloudy and filled with desire. "I can't get you out of my mind, Layla." • • • Will fate bring them back together, or will it all fall apart before it begins?