Chapter 76 Actual Words

• He swallowed hard, his Adams apple hopping a little in his throat. I must've been paying too much attention, too much that I began to notice the beard bumps on his neck. Not only the beard bumps, but also the acne, the tiny hairs, his hair pore, and a tiny scar from an injury he must've sustained while shaving. My eyes wandered upwards; his beards were thin lined, looking very curly and suiting on him, an evidence that he took extra care of them. His lips were a light shade of pink, and although they looked a bit dried and cracked, they were still enticing. His nose, perfectly structured and edged, had about three strands of hair in it. The hairs would've been invincible if I had not been in so much tight proximity with him.
• When I finally got to his eyes, they were looking right back me, those hazel eyes, they were studying me, so intensely that I feared about what they already knew.
• I held my breath as we kept our eyes on each other, afraid that if I breathed, something would happen, something that I didn't want to happen. My mind was blank. I had wanted him to kiss me the night before, but now I wasn't so sure if I wanted it again, even with the closeness of our bodies. It was just all too confusing, wanting him and still not wanting him at the same time.