Chapter 122

Hazel's POV

His finger was still trailing my cheek, and I felt the electrifying pleasure shoot through my veins, pumping blood to my heart and making it beat faster than normal. Even my pulse was on a marathon. My stomach knotted, both in nerves and some other frenzied emotion I couldn’t decipher.

His grey eyes were growing dark and intense. They weren't as cold-blooded as they used to be when he looked at me; they were full of warmth, and... was that affection I was seeing clouding his grey eyes?

Those long lashes that lowered flirtatiously made me want to trail my hands over the long, dark strands. This wasn’t normal at all. This was crazy.

“Crazy good, you mean?” Lia’s voice penetrated my wantonly random thoughts.

“Crazy bad, Lia.”

“Still overthinking it?”

“Trying not to.”

“Relax, Hazel. Let it flow.”

“This is the most bizarre thing I’ve ever felt in my life.”

“It’s expected. I mean, he’s the first man