He cupped my cheek with his rough hand, caressing it. His eyes softening and his cherry colored lips curled up. “God, I missed looking in those beautiful eyes of yours.” He said in a mellow voice; his eyes studying mine.
My nose scrunched up and I frowned in disbelieve. Beautiful eyes? My eyes only have a dull shade of green. If he wants to see beautiful eyes, then he should look at himself in the mirror. Those turquois eyes of his are anything but dull.
He chuckled and pinched with his index finger and thumb my nose, wiggling it around in a teasing manner. His hold on my nose wasn't painful, but I couldn't breathe, and it was annoying.
“Stop disbelieving my words kitten. Your eyes are beautiful.” He said.
There he goes again with his mind reading skills.
I groaned and grabbed his hand trying to pull it away from me, but that only resulted my nose being pulled along too. He let out a heartful laughter.