"You look perfect," Zavian whispered, his breath tracing the back of her shoulder. Freya looked up at him through the mirror, and she sucked in a breath when she saw how intense his gaze was. His eyes were filled with all sorts of emotions, but one thing she could tell for sure was that he wanted her. A shiver ran down her spine at that thought, but she stayed put.
Zavian looked down at her shoulder, his feelings overcoming his senses, and he found himself placing his hand on her shoulder, gently caressing it. His hand moved inward, towards her neck, moving her hair away in the process. He wanted to bend down and just place a soft, lingering kiss on her bare skin, but his mind went completely haywire when he saw what was hidden behind her hair - a long, white scar that started at her sho
