Alexander POV

It was hard for me to not stare at Emily. I was in awe; she was so beautiful and strong, and she was mine!

Breakfast went down smoothly, and at least I didn't make a fool out of myself. It was difficult to keep my cool and not to openly drool.

Everything about Emily had me compelled. Her scent was like a siren calling me with a silent melody I could only hear; her beautiful, full, rosy lips were memorizing, and I constantly drowned in her serious ocean-blue eyes.

I stole glances every now and again, taking mental pictures.

I couldn't help tracing her beautiful face inside my...