Chapter 112

John looked deep into those gray eyes, the entire universe could fit in there, and yet it would not compare in beauty; nothing in the world could match that. And even though her words were serious and concerning, all he wanted was to hold her in his arms and love her. Every inch of her. To kiss her, to feel her taste. He wanted to pour himself over her.

“John, pay attention. James is leaving! Did you two fight?”

He blinked a few times; it was hard to concentrate with his female so close. Her scent was so intoxicating to him that it left him dizzy, unfocused.

“James is leaving,” he repeated like a fool.

“Yes, my love, your best friend is leaving. Did you fight?”

With great difficulty, he managed to pull away from her. As he turned and walked toward the wine, he inhaled deeply, and even though he didn’t want to, he caught her aroma, her skin, her hair...

His heart was racing as if he were a teenager. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and the