A/N: Alright, let's get the interactions going...
* prepares the chapters *
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Beta: HollBeth
Simply Promised
Chapter 31
BPOV
Hands above my head...
Legs crossed with goosebumps from the chill...
Ed holding my hand uncomfortably...
Right boob exposed with nipple very pebbled.
Did I mention it was cold in the room?
"You sh-sh-should cover up," stutters Ed.
I hide my grin because an uncomfortable looking Ed is not something seen frequently, if ever.
"Does it bother you?"
"Does what bo-bother me?" he asks, not meeting my eyes.
I tilt my big boob in his direction and say, "That it's pointing at you."
He looks down at my tit and stares.
It isn't until he licks his lips that I become uncomfortable.
"Why is Daddy C taking so fucking long?" I complain while covering my chest.
Is that disappointment I see in his eyes?
No, can't be.
The cold is making me hallucinate.
Not to mention the roller coaster called hormones.
"He's taking an important call. I'm sure he'll be back soon."
I avoid his eyes now, they are too... too... I don't know... too vibrant?
Since when did his eyes get so...
"What color are your eyes?" I whisper without thinking.
I place my finger under one eye and trace from one end to the other.
His lashes are long and they are darker in color compared to his head.
His eyes close and he exhales through his nose.
"I don't know. Blue...grey...green? They change color."
"Open your eyes."
I continue to caress under each eye lid now, mesmerized at the way they change color right before my eyes.
"You have freaky eyes," I whisper.
He smiles my favorite smile... the one where it's not lopsided or cocky.
He smiles the one that reaches his eyes and makes them seem brighter and deliriously happy... young, even.
"You have pretty eyes, too."
And just like me, he begins to trace under my eyes.
I refuse to listen because my eyes are just so ordinary.
"They're the color of shit," I say.
He chuckles at my statement, having heard it many times before.
And then it hits me.
"They're hazel." I declare with certainty. "Hazel means combination of more than two colors."
Without even realizing, his face is closer than it's ever been to mine before.
His eyes are looking at both of mine.
My heart begins to hammer double-time and a feeling of warmth begins to spread over my chilled body.
I can feel my nipples tightening, a reaction to the temperature change I suppose.
I can feel his breath on my face now and for some reason, it doesn't bother me like it usually does.
I don't know what this means... this thing that is happening.
But maybe...
Just maybe...
"Am I interrupting?"
A/N: Reviews are the same as Ed staring at your tit... Oh you just better leave me some luv.