Her eyes fly up to mine as she release a gasp of breathe.
Her pretty violet eyes widen and with her golden white hair fanning over her face she looks like a fairy come to life. My eyes are fixed on her, not willing to let my gaze off her, capturing every breathe, every movement, every gasp, from her freckles to her cute button nose and the sweet curve of her lips.
She blinks hard, unsure.
Running my hands over her face, cradling her face in the palm of my hands, pulling her hair out of the way. Her breathe comes out of her slightly parted lips in tiny gasps. Her throat works hard to keep all the mumbling and whinning deep in her throat. She has no reason to be afraid. Slowly, I withdraw from her.
The dilated look in her eyes fades away. She is breathing easier, leaning against the do
