I can feel his stare before I look up. My core heating at the prospect of having his full attention, I feel it as sure as the heat pressing into my palm. It’s all-encompassing, damming and fuck me, I’ve missed it. I peek up from under my lashes as I approach them, his intense blue eyes trained on me. Looking at me the way he always has, as if nothing changed. My cheeks flush bright red as his lips pull up into a smirk. “Hello, Layla.”
