“El, do you trust me?” His eyes bored deep into her dark green orbs. As usual their magnetic enigma drew him in. She was the woman he loves but every moment with her felt new.
It was always new with her. “Elliot, tell me.” She pressed.
“Tell me Audrey, how can I not trust the woman I love?” He asked, smoothing over her face. Her blush stained red on her cheeks as she flushed under his touch and the intense stare he gave her.
But she wasn’t done with her questions, this time a serious look etching on her face, “Do you love me the same way you trust me, Elliot? Tell me.”
He felt discomforted she was saying this things and asking such questions.
“How can you ask me that? Audrey, don’t you trust the fact I love and trust you? Is anything the problem, why are you saying these things?” He
