He is mesmerized by her bright red hair. The way she walks in the room and swivels her hips, shiny hair shaking behind her with each step. The way she kisses him when they're alone at his house.

He is mesmerized by her multitude of freckles. They're dotted everywhere on her body. At times, he tries to count them, always failing becasue she distracts him. The biggest number he's ever gotten to before she distracts him is ten. Every day he stares at the freackles, as if they're kisses from the angels above.

He is mesmerized by her touch. The way she rubs his arms when he's cold. The creamy feels of skin-on-skin. The way she whispers to him in the dark.

He is...mesmerized.