A Little Bit Married

Eyes Don't Lie

"Stop," I whined from under the sheets, my cheeks flaming red, my heartbeat wild.

I loved the things he did to me. I loved the things he made me feel.

"Fine. I won't look at you. I won't look at you, Angeline."

I slowly put the sheets down, just below my eyes, and he was right there, staring at me, his eyes slightly shielded by his hair, his lips slightly parted.

I gave a small squeal and pulled the sheets back up, causing him to laugh again. His hands gently wrapped around me, and he pulled me into him, his legs wrapping lightly around mine as he pressed me down to his body regardless of the fact that I was rolled up in sheets like a f*****g burrito.

"You said you weren't going to look at me," I said, moving the sheets from around my face.

"I can't help it," he whispered, his voice light. "I can't help myself."

I swallowed. "Stop doing that."

"Doing what?"

"Looking at me like..." I trailed off, meeting his eyes. "Like you find me beautiful right now. I just woke up, you can't..."

"I do find you beautiful right now. Eyes don't lie, Angeline."

I swallowed, a bit nervous about my own eyes. What would he be able to see? What would he be able to...

"At least your eyes don't lie," he said, leaning a little closer. "Unlike your pretty little lips. Asking me stop when they know that's not what you want."

"I..." I met his eyes, my chest heaving. "How about these pretty little lips say the truth for once?"

"I am right here."

I bit down on my bottom lip, my heart beating wildly in my chest.

"Kiss me, Gray," I said slowly, my voice low. "I won't be able to lie when your breath becomes mine."

He gave a small smile. "Your eyes really don't lie, do they?"

I laughed as he took my lips, my eyes immediately closing as the warmth coursed through my blood. Damn those eyes.