Chapter 20 Need to have my hands on you

• He picked it up, opening the last page, a smile grew on his masculine face.
• Celine's angelic face was on the file and the way she smiled in the picture, it brought back images of her in his car that night. The way she hide her face, looking down shyly, he found it so cute. When he told her she was more beautiful than his house, she brightened up the entire place with her smile and that turned him on then just like it was doing to him now.
• This wasn't love. This was a messed up version of an outrageous lust that would soon eat him up if he didn't find a way to bury himself deep within the softness of her body. That was the only way he was going to take images of her from his head. He had to stick to his rule of sleeping with a woman only once.