The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 72

Chapter 0072
I choose a black shoe to match his black suit and just as I’m about to leave, the door opens and he walks in and….
Holy Mother of all werewolves!
I freeze.
He just walked in with a towel tied around his waist. He’s naked from his waist to his head and his abs are on full display for me to see and d a m n! They are hard.
He’s totally jacked and the droplets of water trickling over the hills and valleys of the his chest makes me gulp. I should close my eyes or turn around, but because I’m an idiot, I stay on my spot and ogle at him until my face turns red.

“Like what you see?” He teases with a smirk. My, knees buckle when he starts walking further into the room.

“I… I uh…” I stutter like the idiot I am. “Can I go now?”
“You can leave or stay and watch me dress, Ashanti. The choice is yours.”
I run.
I run for my dear life.
By the time I get to the bedroom, I’m breathing hard.
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Chapter 0072
“I haven’t dismissed you yet.” He shouts from the closet. “I shouldn’t get out there and not see you.”
F u c k!

What does he want with me again?
Twenty minutes go by with me sitting on the couch, fighting with my mind over whether to replay the images of Alpha Reagan’s jacked body till I get wet or not.
I’m finally vindicated from my p r v e thoughts when he joins me in the room, all dressed up for work in the black Suit I chose.
I rise to my feet and walk closer to him.
I swear this is the most gorgeous man I have met in my life.
“Can you help me put these on?” He stretches out his palm and in it lies two gold cufflinks. I give him a quick nod and come closer. I can feel his gaze on my face as I help him put on the cufflinks and adjust his tie and then the collar of his shirt.

The smell of his Cologne is doing wonders to my brain. How am I still sane in this man’s presence.
“All done.” I announce and look up at him. The butterflies in my stomach take flight when his hand reaches for my chin and he gently cubes it, keeping my head still as he stares deep into my eyes.

He brings his face closer to mine and I have to blink several times to make sure I’m seeing right, but not only do my eyes confirm what I’m seeing, but my lips do the same when they collide with his.

The world stops and spins in another direction. My heart careens out of control and my bones dissolve. He’s kissing me again.

He lips are so cool, so soft against. He smells clean and fresh and he kisses me with some tenderness I have never felt before. I close my eyes and savour every moment of the kiss because I have no idea when I’m going to be kissed by him again.
This is probably the last time.

When he breaks the kiss, every part of my body mourns and longs for his touch and his feel. I look into his eyes with raw emotions swimming in them.
What is this man doing to me?