His eyes were smaller and his irises seemed to fill the entire space, making my heart skip two beats. I gave a low, shaky breath and leaned back, just enough for him to hear me. Just close enough to feel his breath on my face.
"Why? Why should I stay?" I asked, my other hand moving between us.
"What other reasons do we need, Kristine? Do we even need a reason for anything anymore?"
We. One word. Both of us.
I gave a small smug smile, then tilted my head to the side a little. "Well...I am honestly not so sure..."
Before I could finish, he propped himself up on his elbow, turned me over so he hovered above me and I was trapped between his arms. His hair fell in front of me, and he moved his fingers to move it backwards. That was probably the most intoxicating thing I have seen.
"I mean
