Truth In Who We Are (100 Suns Trilogy: Chapter 21)
(A/N: Happy Thanksgiving to all my American followers, here’s a little surprise to celebrate from me!)
He stared at her intently, watching the subtle nod of her head as she listened to the music. He tried not to care what she thought but fuck did he. Every second line his eyes would drift to her, watching each movement she made, each batter of her eyelids and wondered what she was thinking.
It was an opportunity for him to admire her again like he had done for many months before. But now, instead of her being in his imagination, she was now in his reality and it set his heart thumping again.
She was godly beautiful in every way but he didn’t need to tell her that; she knew. Those cheekbones bronzed and shimmered, sparkled like glitter; those long eyelashes battered slowly and delicately like the wings of a butterfly; her eyes glistened like the blue glow of a lake; lips plump just like he remembered, with a pink hue to them. He wondered how they would taste and if they were as soft as he remembered. He could remember them against his own as if it were yesterday, like little pockets of marshmallows that tasted of chocolate.