My breathe hitches as it catches in my throat. My eyes blink a few times just to make sure he’s real. My hand flies to my chest, my heart already feeling as though it’s beating outside its chamber. Drool may have dripped down my face. I’m speechless…
He’s delicious. My body betrays me and I can’t move to let him know of this fact. His hazel eyes, the specs of emerald and tiny bit of cerulean, lock onto my chocolate ones and I’m a goner, more gone than when I was just watching, just taking him in. Now that I’m focused on him and he on me….My heart can’t take it.
I can’t…
oh…he’s coming over here….
