The Huntress in a Pink Dress
My heart was pounding. His captivating golden eyes captured mine before I could even blink. His large hands grabbed my small ones and held them there firmly, while I on the contrary am frozen in place.
No, this is not happening. I'm a huntress! I shouldn't be enthralled by his looks. My brother taught me better than this!
He stepped closer, his breath fanning my face. Then he spoke.
before I knew it, he already have me embraced in his arms, not planning to let me go away.