Wishing For Them: A Reverse Harem Academy Novel (Fairy Godmother In Training Book 1) by Ellabee Andrews

Author:Ellabee Andrews [Andrews, Ellabee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

“Wow! You look smokin’ hot, Rhia!” Declan declares, noticing me in the doorway first, and I can’t help but appreciate how his form fitting button up shirt complements his skin tone. It’s white, but small green stripes give it a bit of color.

“Thank you, Declan. You clean up pretty well yourself,” I tell him, sweeping my gaze up and down the full length of him.

“He’s right, Rhia. You look beautiful,” Gavril adds as he walks up and gives me a hug. We’ve not shared any more kisses, but hugs have become frequent between us—though, usually not in front of everyone else.

“Thank you, Gavril. I really like you in blue. It’s your color.”

I eye him beside Declan, taking in how handsome they both look but trying not to drool or let it show on my face. Like Declan, Gavril has chosen a button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to mid-forearm, and it’s a gorgeous royal blue color. With his grey eyes and grey white hair, it looks amazing against his olive skin tone.

“Where’s Maksim?” I ask, grudgingly pulling my eyes from devouring the image of the two of them so nicely dressed, and I hear a grunt from a place behind me.

When I turn, I discover Maksim leaning against the doorway with his gaze slowly traveling up my body. He begins at my feet, which already hate me for the heels, then move up my legs in a deliberate and painfully slow motion. He continues until his eyes land on my mouth, and breath barely escapes from me as I feel like he’s just caressed my entire body with his hands, and his eyes show he’s not unaffected either.

Within those whiskey depths, I see a tinge of red, the color betraying his other nature, and I swallow hard as I finally take in his outfit. Like the other two, he’s wearing nice-fitting, dark wash jeans and some black boots. However, where they chose to go slightly more dressy with their button up shirts, he’s chosen a tight, blood-red t-shirt, the material thin enough to show his muscles. He’s the definition of sexy and dangerous, and the look he’s giving me causes my own desire to flare, so I force my gaze away. Yet, nowhere is safe.

Between them all, everywhere I focus on, one of them looks gorgeous in their own right, and I find it difficult to calm my beating heart. If this keeps up, I won’t have to worry about mastering my power because I will die of overworked hormones.

I’m not sure if that is a thing, but if I don’t force myself to be impartial of their looks and personalities, I’ll find out.

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