This was the make it or break it moment. XXX *Please.*
Sylan faltered. His heat was close enough to feel and his eyes glimmered of mischief. You have my gratitude.” A small smile crept across his face as the grooves of the complex symbols with his fingertips. His heat was close enough to feel and his eyes glimmered of mischief. They both had the same dark, nearly black eyes as they looked at each other in a mild fascination. Mylan felt him, but let him. But however fast he had been, Mylan was still perfectly aware that he had gotten something. “I got you something” Sylan smiled back at him. “I do.” His sly hand quickly loosened the knot that held his twin’s braided hair. and deep down, it twisted his gut, but he knew Sylan was right…Sylan… “Sylan?” Mylan inquired nervously; the irrationality and seduction in the atmosphere was becoming too strong for his comfort.
