The Surrogate's Reckoning
My type is silver-grey-eyed men, with midnight black, slightly wavy hair, 6'3" tall, muscular but not too buff, olive-skinned, with a barely noticeable scar on their cheek that makes them look so yummy and kis—
“Liora!“
I jerk back on the chair as Evren's slightly amused voice meets my ears. He has a smirk on his face as he watches me trying and failing to hide my flaming cheeks behind my hair, which, unfortunately for me, is in a ponytail.
Shit. Why did I get distracted? Focus now, Liora. Don't look at him...
“While you were distracted,” Evren teases. Stupid, sexy idiot. “I believe you didn't hear me. We need to talk about us, Liora.“
That snaps me back to the present. Whatever he has to sa
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