Eloise POV:
Beautiful? I didn't expect to hear such compliments, at least not from him. But hearing it now, I realized why he had his eyes glued to my lips earlier.
He found it beautiful.
But what's so special about it? It's just some pale plump lips with no touch of lip gloss on it. I don't see what's so special about it.
I mumbled softly, "Oh, I see." My forced smile barely reached my eyes. "Thank you," I added, placing the napkin back on the trolley.
As I watched him return to the bed, our eyes locked, and I suddenly forgot how to breathe.
He climbed onto the bed, the mattress groaning beneath his weight as he closed the distance between us, never breaking eye contact.
My breath caught in my throat. "Ah—what are you doing?" I stammered, my heart racing and hammering against m
