Over the pounding of my heart, I swore I heard the words, “he’s yours,” echoing in my mind. Since I’d established that I was losing my mind earlier, I ignored the faint voice. However, I couldn’t disregard the raw magnetism I felt toward the strange man staring at me.
The hairs on my arms stood on end, but it wasn’t from the sensation of being afraid. It was from the sheer attraction. It wasn’t just because he was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. Seriously. He was tall with a commanding presence and had almost perfectly chiseled facial features. His blue eyes were made more intense by his penetrating stare. His lips formed a stern line, and I could tell he didn’t smile much. That made me sad for some reason. I’d never been more embarrassed by my tousled appearance than I was now. I looked like something out of a horror movie, and I wanted to disappear from existence or from under the hot stranger’s heated gaze.
Every cell that made up my body came to life the moment I saw him. No, before that. The sensations had started running amok in my body before I even laid eyes on him. Now, I felt as if the last piece of my life had clicked into place. Who was he?
Blinking, I shook my head slightly as if that could stop my illogical reactions to the man. He took one step toward me and whispered, “Mate.”
What?
He appeared just as shell-shocked as I was, but I got the impression he knew what was happening here. Violet didn’t look confused, either. She looked downright pleased. It was an intense, head-scratching moment, but I had the crazy urge to throw myself into the stranger’s arms. I felt like I’d be safe there.
To my disappointment, he took another step and stopped. He lifted his nose and inhaled deeply again. Why in the world did everyone keep sniffing? It was so weird. The handsome stranger closed his eyes and groaned. He grimaced as if in pain and backed away.
“Violet,” he said through clenched teeth. “Have our guest situated in Justin’s office. I need a minute.”