Mine
[Rosco’s POV]
I stare down at Denali as she stares up at me with sparkling eyes full of anticipation and a silent emotion that she is refusing to speak. I noticed it earlier in the day but didn’t think much of it, but by the way, she remains quiet and almost seems to be holding back. I can't stop myself from wanting to know what is going on in her head.
“What’s wrong?” She murmurs, running her hands down my back and causing delicious tingles to rush through me. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Remaining silent, I continue to stare at her, wondering if I asked what was in that beautiful head of hers if she would tell me. I knew that we still had a way to go, but we also made a lot of progress, and I hoped that by now she would be completely honest with me.
“I’m just wondering,” I begin, leaning down and kissing her lips. “What is going on in that head of yours?"