James wouldn't be compared to other girls. Didn't he know that she was a different creature entirely? Luckily, she had no idea the thoughts so well-kept behind blue eyes when he sank onto the couch.
James slid forward, a prowl of sleek muscle climbing into his lap. Although she unceremoniously settled off to the side a moment later, where she had access to his arm. The pads of her fingertips scrolling his shirt sleeve up to expose skin. She licked the tip of the pen, eyes flickering to Shane.