Look at my heart, not my face

Lily looked in the mirror one more time. There had been a constant smile on her face since last night. 

She still couldn't believe her luck. Ace was no ordinary guy. 

Strong jaw, stubborn chin, deep brown hair which even if he never combed would look sexy. The way his teeth bit down into his lower lip in an unconsciously sensual

gesture.

His scent pulled anyone around him, under an unbreakable spell.

The way his eyes would get hooded when he is thinking something naughty. Or when his lips would curve in a smirk, when he knew he had you where he wanted to.

Every movement of his body screamed sex. Combined with his ladies, ladies, there's enough of me to go around vibe. 

She could understand why women stopped to gawk at him in the library. She couldn't deny his magnetism. The guarantee of satisfaction practically radiated from him.