As I tried to compose myself, the stranger began to walk towards me. His confident stride and chiseled features left me
breathless. I felt like a prey caught in the sights of a predator, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was ready to be claimed.
"Lexi," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I've been waiting for you."
I felt a jolt of electricity as he took my hand, his touch sending shivers down my spine.
Who was this man, and why did he seem to know me so intimately?