Fall in Love with a Billinare

I keep walking backward as he continues to stride closer. Just inches away, he stops and forces me to stare at his dark eyes.

“What do you want to do?” I speak with my dry throat. His scent makes me even harder to think.

But he doesn’t answer. Instead, he leans his body towards me. My heart starts to beating faster and faster.

“You amuse me, babe.” He finally whispers to me.