Lyra Harper #1

How could he possibly know my name? Now he’s at an advantage because I sure as hell don’t have a clue who he is. All I can do is nod as I gaze into those hypnotic eyes. They’re as black as night and a perfect complement to the color of his hair. Which is long enough to graze the collar of his shirt. With his scruffy beard it makes it almost impossible to see if there is a handsome man underneath. But it certainly draws attention to his full, sensuous lips. They’re perfectly shaped. And when he catches me ogling them, they curl into a mischievous grin. “I’m glad you find me so amusing, especially since we don’t know each other. Apparently, you know my name but I have no clue who you are.” I can’t help glaring as he matches my stare.

He smiles as he runs his index finger across those sexy-as-sin lips and states, “You didn’t have a helluva lot to say over the last three days, but your sure making up for lost time.”

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