Why do I have to like everything about him? His unholy face that was like a deity of death. His glowing orbs that were swirling and prettier in the night. His daunting height that made her truly feel small and feminine when usually she felt like a stomping ogre. His bulky, muscular body that she could feel now like a big pillow. His scent. His rich voice. Even the sound of his huffing breath had her ears tingling. He was too beautiful to be kept hidden in the dark.
