The Boy Next Door (II)

Rune's icy-blue eyes stared into her emerald ones, gazing straight into her soul and keeping her frozen in place.

With him standing so close, it was impossible for her to not notice how tall he really was. She had to crane her neck to look at his face, but her eyes didn't remain on his pretty face for long, they soon started wandering.

Once again, she found herself admiring his lean but well-built form. His tattoos were once again on full display and her gaze trailed over their intricate patterns without any shame or restrictions. As her gaze continued to trail downwards, she started noticing more details about him.

When her eyes neared the waistline of his black trousers, she noticed him taking another step forward. Startled, she tried to step back to maintain that small space between them, but his arm snaked around her waist that very moment and pulled her even closer until they were nearly pressed against each other.