"I'll redirect the kids," she said dully, "hurry and get inside."
I tried to gulp, but couldn't force myself. Testing what I would do, my hands very slowly reached for the door handle. My feet slipped out of the car, body following.
Donovan was already standing next to the in front of the car. I rounded the hood of the Jaguar, and her head snapped up in my direction. Her eyes gazed at my feet--now planted where I stood--and slowly traveled up my body to my face. It sent an exciting shock down my spine, leaving a strange vibe.
The deep blue eyes locked onto mine, still in surprise. Her lips parted slightly as if to say something, though she was speechless.
I could tell she found our beauty intriguing, which wasn't unusual. We were like gods to humans, our beauty beyond compare. But, right now she shouldn't be thinking this. The girl should be running the other way, screaming in terror. I wanted her to do this.
