Escaping miracle-1

But God, this man’s eyes are beautiful.

Stop, stop it right now, Lia.

“What is your name?” He asks me as he shoves his hands in his pockets, his eyes never leaving me.

“Amelia.” I reply, cocking my head to the side, “and yours?”

He smiles, which forms that tingling sensation between my legs.

Dammit.

“Adam.”

“Well, it was nice meeting you Adam but I should be on my way.” I say as I turn back around to head towards the direction I was going.

“Wait.” Adam says as he quickly grabs my wrist. I look up at him. Jeez, he towers over me like the goddamn Eiffel Tower.

“Why don’t you come in? I can make you some lunch.”

“I…”

“It’s not every day a beautiful girl stumbles across the woods behind your home.” He interrupts with a smile on his face.