I groaned softly as I woke up. My body felt a little sore. My eyes shot open as I remembered why. Gage smirked at me as he lay on his side next to me in his bed.
"Sleep well?" He reached out and ran his fingers through my hair softly as I flushed. "How does your body feel?"
"A little sore," I admitted, and he nodded.
"That's to be expected." His eyes softened, and he ran his thumb over my cheek just under my right eye. "Your eyes are darker today. Almost golden."
"What is with you and my eyes?" I asked and he smiled.
"Is it so bad for me to like them?" I frowned and shook my head. "I have a thing for eyes and yours are so unique. I really like them." He admitted, and my cheeks flushed for a moment. "Can I get my answer now?" I furrowed my brow for a moment before I remembered what he
