| She had been watching him throughout the evening as he moved through the crowd; she could hear the low timbre of his voice that could seemingly gather a multitude of butterflies to the pit of her stomach. He stood at what looked to be about 6 feet tall, a wave of jet black hair accented by slight greying at the temples made her breath catch in her throat. Occasionally she would catch a glimpse of deep brown eyes framed with soft lines as he looked up. Broad shoulders narrowed to his waist, encouraging her gaze to travel lower and take in the full length of his legs. She wondered what it would be like to kneel before him and look upwards. Jas trembled slightly as she sensed his strength, his presence. Jas approached him with a slow step, heart pounding in her ears as shallow little breaths whispered over softly parted lips. For some reason, unknown to her, she seemed to be drawn to him. For the better part of an hour she had been thinking on that. Usually she was attracted...
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