Chapter 179 Special Need Continues

• I felt cold fingers creep under my shirt and follow the lines of broken skin down my back. Even though Tyrone's fingertips were tiny and hardly touched my burns, I could still feel my breath catch. He leaned in and pressed his forehead against mine, giving me a clear look at his gorgeous eyes. I had the impression that I was gazing out at the azure Mediterranean Sea while on a silent, gentle vacation in some far-off land, taking in the sound of each gentle wave breaking on the coast.
• I allowed my eyes to follow the circular path of his sea green eyes before they blended with the ocean blue ring outside, the sea green expanse wavering from the heat of his gaze.
• Tyrone muttered, running his thumb down my lower lip before reaching up to stroke my cheek. "You trust me, don't you?" he asked.