Protect Me (Rivers Edge Book 4)(49)

When she finally swings her door open, she doesn't notice me right away.  Her dark eyes are casted downward, and she has a sad, distant look on  her face, which leaves her vulnerable and exposed. She looks almost  human.

I don't say anything. I don't move. Hell, I don't even breathe. I'm  taken aback by the sheer beauty of this woman. The delicate lines of her  face. The softness in her brown eyes. The breathtaking way she lets her  hard shell soften just a little when she thinks no one is watching. The  way my traitorous body responds to her presence.

Carmen looks up at that moment and notices me for the first time. The  hurt is evident in her eyes for only a few nanoseconds before her bitch  exterior is slammed back into place like the slamming of the prison cell  door. She stands up straight and the softness in her face evaporates  into thin air. Cruella is back and she's gunning for me.

How did I get so lucky?