"Like what?" He had his arms crossed over his chest and c****d his head to the side.
"Well so far, all I know is that I can see visions while sleeping and read thoughts or emotions when making physical contact with someone."
He looked at me with disbelief so I got off my bed and placed my hand on his arm. Ignoring the pain, I listened to his thoughts.
"I know that you don't believe me. That you think this dress makes me look sexy. That it hugs my curves perfectly," I said to him as he stared at my hand, a muscle in his jaw ticking, his light-colored eyes darkening.
I removed my hand and took a step back, raising my eyebrow at him.
I then pointed to my hair. "My hair is naturally like this. That is why my eyes can glow blue."
I waited for him to say something but he
