Aisling POV
Having him close, looking at me like that, talking about us sharing a bond or connection was too much, so much that I couldn't handle it anymore. When he said I presented him with a challenge and that he would not be backing off, my entire body shivered.
This was Dominic Tyen, the sweet, handsome boy I grew up with. This was Dominic Tyen, the breathtaking teenager who was always calm and collected. This was Dominic Tyen, the grown man who knows what he wants, and he did not realize the effect he was having on me. He was as handsome as ever, with those piercing green eyes, dark hair and chiseled jaw. His deep eyes drew me into his soul, that pure soul that, despite being hurt, remained as pure as always. Nothing could taint him, not even my mistakes.
Shit! I am so f****d u
