There was something about him that left me in wonder.

Was it his beautiful brown eyes, or his enticing golden skin?

Could it be his hands that were as soft as cotton,

his teeth that were as white as the winter snow,

or the unforgiving scent of spice and wood that withered away

from his body into my nostrils that kept me under his spell?

I want him.

I couldn’t get passed the familiarity of h...