Eve
"I will."
She turned to him before the implication of her words could register in his brain, and snaked her arms around his shoulders, appreciating her height at the moment at the easy access it allowed her to stand almost eye to eye with him in her flat shoes. At that time, she was thrown into awareness of the sensuality of his lips, his full brows and well-sculpted face.
She felt as though she were appreciating an artwork, and felt the strong urge to feel the beauty of him with her hands.
She released a hand from his neck and slowly traced his thick silky brows with her fingers, watching his pupils dilate like an eager child's, and then darken even further with want and need.