Cerulean eyes pierce me.
A touch that scorches me.
Words that entice me.
With a reputation of the bad boy rock star,
I know he’s bad news.
He’s infuriating, persistent,
and drop dead gorgeous.
The man that has
women’s underwear dropping,
with a click of his fingers,
has his sights set on one woman.
I need to keep my distance.
I need to fight the attraction.
Chestnut eyes lure me.
A smile that tempts me.
Words that bait me.
The innocence in her eyes is like a drug.
Her feisty personality is a turn on.
The more she pushes, the more I pull.
I don’t back down from a challenge.
To have her in my bed is what I want.
And I always get what I want.
I need to make her mine.
I need to make her see the real me.