Prompt: Beautiful
His hand reaches forward, his eyes warm and intense on mine. Those beautiful green eyes cause my insides to quiver uncontrollably.
His fingers brush along my cheeks and I feel more than a little faint suddenly, my knees weak as I struggle to maintain eye contact.
"You are so beautiful," he murmurs, his eyes searching mine.
"Stop it."
My words come out from between clenched teeth as I reach up - reluctantly - to brush his hand away. But it's not that easy with Lucas - it never is. He captures my hand easily, his eyes holding a silent command. His thumb brushes back and forth across my fingers and his light touch parts my lips as I struggle to remember how to breathe.
"Lucas..." My voice comes out a soft murmur.
I'm well aware of the others around us - his guards, Josh, Boylan... none of it seems to matter. I can feel the seconds drag by, seeming almost slow motion as his thumb continues to stroke my skin softly.
Finally my common sense seems to catch up with my because with some severe effort, I jerk my hand away from his grip. His eyes don't change, don't move - just remain focused on me.
"I'll see you around Bucket," he calls as I stand and whirl away from him.
I pause only for a second, hating how my body seems to be betraying me - it want's nothing more than to run back to him and throw itself in his arms. Thankfully my brain seems to be intact - because I walk right out of Boylan's bar without another glance backwards.