Chapter 63

Savana's POV Enzo led the way as we walked over the counter, sitting on the barstool, while he stayed standing by my side, his hands on my shoulders. ‘‘What do you want to drink?'' he asked. I tilted my head up so that I could look at him. Gazing up at him from this angle, I had to admit he was truly mesmerizing. I really don't say this enough, but Enzo was a truly fascinating specimen. See, no photograph or video would ever do justice to his ethereal beauty and sex appeal. That's simply impossible. How could someone be so good-looking? Actually the word good-looking couldn't even describe him. it just sounds so plain, simple, even infinitesimal to the power he truly holds. ‘‘Didn't you hear me, little kitten…?'' My body went with surprise as he leaned down and softly kissed my jaw. His lips were so warm and gentle, leaving flickers of warmth on my skin where my nerve endings seemed to have multiplied by a thousand. With his free hand, he reached over to caress my thigh, slipping