When our eyes connect across the room, his molten gaze settles somewhere deep within me. It’s more than knowing I’m starting to care for him, a lot. It’s more than I can explain. It’s almost like I can breathe deeper and feel calmer the moment his eyes find mine. He leans back in his chair and sips his drink before flashing me a smirk. It’s a smirk that tells me what I already know. When this ends, and I move back into my own house, leaving Cole Ashby is going to fucking destroy me.
