Blindsided (Harris Brothers World, #2)

by Amy Daws

into my space, grabs me by my shoulders, and turns me to face the mirror again. “See how nice your hair looks draped over your bare shoulders. Your skin, freckles included, is striking, aye?” His hands slide down my arms. “The creamy colour of your skin is attractive and lush. Sensual when exposed.” His hands slip around to cup my waist, and my ears burst into flames. “Now, see how this dress shows off your shape? It doesn’t hide your tits, which is good because you have some damn nice tits on you, Cookie. You’d do well to see them as a virtue rather than a fault.” “And your legs,” he says, and my insides clench when his hands slide from my waist to my hips and then down the outsides of my thighs, causing a riot of goosebumps to erupt over my skin. “They’re fucking bonnie, and any lad would be right lucky to have them wrapped around him.” His gaze lifts from my legs to my flabbergasted eyes, and his heated look makes my nipples tighten. “Your size and your shape are bonnie, and you don’t need to trip over your words in front of a guy you fancy because you should never doubt how beautiful you are.” He swallows a seemingly uncomfortable lump in his throat, and adds, “But even if I can’t cure you of this warped view you have about your body, you need to remember you’re funny, and smart, and talented, with loads of other qualities that make the fact that you’re drop-dead gorgeous a really nice perk. Any man would be lucky to talk to you.”