Carson Point of view
I kissed Stacey while my eyes dived in the depth of my mate’s coal-black ones. She didn’t look bothered by the fact that I was kissing someone else as her sole focus was on my eyes.
At one point, I myself forgot that I am kissing Stacey as Lilith’s eyes were the only thing that mattered to me. They have something so distinct about them, it’s hard to put a finger on it. Every time my eyes meet hers, I am lost in them, trying to differentiate between her iris and pupil.
I snap out of my thoughts when the rogue pulls my mate’s hand, taking away her attention. She then proceeds to whisper, “Let’s go.”
I wanted to growl in frustration because she took not only away her attention from me, she also asked her to leave and my mate just obliged to her words without even
