“Tight little waist, curves in all the right places, and those eyes…” He leaned just slightly to the side as if he could drink me in better. “…the kind of eyes that make men forget their own names.”
I nearly choked on air. My body went hot all over, my pulse banging against my throat so loudly I swore Damon had to hear it.
I wanted to move, to cross my arms over my chest or hide behind Damon, but I couldn’t move. My legs felt like they had been glued to the ground.
Daren tilted his head, his smirk stretching wider. “She looks young for you, brother. Don’t tell me you’ve gone and snatched yourself a pretty little thing who hasn’t even finished growing into herself yet.”
He laughed softly, the kind of laugh that made heat flood my face because it sounded dirty without even trying. “You
