My heart stopped when I looked into his eyes, golden with a hint of green, a look of determination in them. I swallowed suddenly, a tad afraid, but mainly curious. My eyes couldn't move, no matter how hard I willed them to do so. "Why don't we get out of here?" His voice sounded and felt like melted chocolate, creamy and delicious. My vocal chords seemed to not work, and once this was realized, he took my hand, leading me...