Chapter 46

In the midst of the confusion and perplexity, I felt my mouth fall wide open as I looked up and found his shocked face. Because this face was far too perfect to be real. Handsome didn’t quite fit him, but beautiful. He had the face of a fallen angel and looked about twenty-three years old. His blonde hair, tied up in a short pony tail at the back of his neck, shone like new gold. The chiseled features that graced his contours looked as if they’d been meticulously carved with a sharp knife. Glowing skin covered those delicious angles, as if muted light was shining underneath. His eyes, a warm chocolate color, invited mine to get lost in their sweet gaze, and the spot beneath his lips held a sculpted chin that stirred in me a wild desire to press a kiss on the sexy dimple denting its middle.