Serurora’s POV.
I look from my mom to Micheal. My throat feels dry as I look at him. His eyes are a beautiful azure blue. He is tanned and has a spider bite and a nose piercing. The piercings in his bottom lip makes his lips look fuller. He is beautiful.
Almost ethereal. He smiles at me and holds his hand out to me. I step closer to him like a moth being drawn to a dangerous flame. I place my hand in his and I feel the zap of electricity and his smile only widens.
“Nice to meet you, Serurora. Your mom has told me all about you.” He says and Jesus wept his voice is smooth, deep and rich. He squeezes my hand and I forget how to breathe, let alone speak.
“Yeah, nice to meet you too.” I say, offering a small smile, and feel my cheeks blaze and he nods once and releases his grip before he t
