The tenderness and honeyed affection in his eyes were on the verge of overflowing, his heart filled to the brim with emotion. His efforts had never been for nothing; everything he did, she could see. Time seemed to freeze at this very moment—he could only hear her clear, sweet voice, and his own heartbeat pounding like it would burst out of his chest. He was really about to go insane, all kinds of wild thoughts surging up, but all he could do was suck in a sharp breath, force those thoughts back down......
"Okay, whatever you say is fine...." Her body carried a faint fragrance, her own unique scent, mixed with a hint of rose essential oil. On a night like this it slowly diffused into the air, wrapping around him completely, as if he'd fallen and sunk into her, never wanting to come up again.....
"I'm being serious." Avery Jane's delicate brows knit slightly, a touch of playful blame, a touch of coquettishness. He was crazy about this little mannerism of hers.....
