All thought stopped, and Griffin’s lips parted but without any hope of breath passing between them. A dark-haired woman crossed through his field of vision and snared every last one of his senses, overloading them in a flare of searing heat. His mind blanked at the sight of her—she was too much to process all at once—but his blood suddenly roared like it had been pumped straight into his veins with bellows. Violent. Fracturing. Overwhelming. His heartbeat slammed up into his throat. Her. She was the one.
