KILLIAN’S POV
I watched, intently as Hazel took a sip of the soup. Her face twisted into a scowl and her lips pursed together. I smirked to myself and watched as she took another spoon. From the way she closed her yes shut, I could tell she was holding herself back from throwing up all over the bed.
I had expected Hazel to start whining and complaining about how the soup tasted, but to my surprise, she just sat there quietly, and kept eating the soup. The more I watched her, the more I couldn’t take my eyes of her.
I watched how her hair dipped to the side, and she tried to take a sip from the spoon. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she closed her eyes shut the moment the spoon entered her mouth. And the way her lips puckered at the taste of the spoon.
For some reason I was en
