Chapter 38 His Biggest Distraction

Francisco’s POV I stared at the book I was holding, trying to understand exactly what I was reading. I knew it was Jane Eyre but it was as if the words weren’t really getting into my head, just passing by, as my mind continued to think about Taylor. Anything and everything about her. From the way her light brunette hair flowed, to her eyes that always seemed to look at me with such enticement, to her lips that tasted like cotton candy, to her body that curved in all the perfect angles, and...