Ian’s breathing was deliberately slow. I could tell it wasn’t natural. It’s almost like he was savoring the air as he breathed it. He's a strange man, but I feel attracted to that part of him.
I leaned a little more without meaning to, and he leaned away. The way he moved caught my attention, and at that moment, I knew I had also changed my position. I readjusted to give him a chance to get comfortable.
With a sideways glance, I looked him over as a man, not as a hunter, an ally, or an annoyance. Ian was very handsome with a strong build and a confident air about him. It was his confidence and the way he held himself that drew me to him more than his looks and physique, though neither one was anything to sneeze at.
“I told you, we’re not lovers and we never will be,” Ian stated.
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