Chapter 22

Daylan smirk, "this dress looks lovely on you Faye", he complimented with his eyes trained on her beautiful face.

"Thank you", she mumbled, trying to control her racing heart.

He had felt something quicken within him when his palm touched her heated flesh, he was surprised at how his body reacted but quickly masked it.

She looked sexy as hell from her makeup to this her figure hugging dress, to her inviting lip coupled with her shyness whenever she is with him, it made heat coiled low in his belly. Desire for her spread through him like wild fire in harmattan.

"Am I dancing well?" She asked in a soft voice thst made him almost run mad with desire.

"Yeah, Yeah! You are" He mumbled gruffly drawing her up against his chest so she should not see the desire to bed her in his eyes and hopefully his hardness.