Zane caught Natalie Vaughn's small movements, the smile on his lips fading after seeing her pink tongue, his facial muscles tensing slightly.
His tongue pressed against his molars, his deep eyes narrowed slightly.
This little girl is really interesting.
Zane withdrew his hand, rubbed his fingers behind his back a few times, and didn't respond to Natalie's request.
Natalie furrowed her brows again, her eyes clearly showing confusion and curiosity.
She had such a beautiful pair of eyes, no matter what they held, they were extremely captivating.
But they were best suited to act obedient and innocent, using it to act spoiled. Even Zane felt a pang of sympathy when confronted with her enchanting doe eyes.
Natalie was clearly aware of her advantage, reaching out and tugging at the man's shirt hem. The notable part was that she cleverly used only her index and thumb, even playfully wiggling them a bit.
Like a child, yet more like a girlfriend in the throes of young love.
"Thorne?"
