Arya’s POV

His hair was as black as charcoal. The darkest shade. He had tied them pony tail style. His blinked and I couldn’t help but notice his long lashes. His eyes were golden. The kind that were hypnotizing. I could stare at them all day

My eyes lowered to his lips and I swallowed. Plump, slightly pink lips that begged to be kissed. I wanted badly to know how he taste.

If there was a word to describe the man seated beside me, only one word came to mind

Breathtaking.

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