Chapter 10. Darkening Eyes

BELLE

Grayson started speaking hesitantly. “Well… I should probably… I guess I’ll start with my eyes.”

I nodded, urging him to go on.

“My eyes turn black when I lose control. And it usually has something to do with you.”

“With me? What do you mean?” I asked.

He licked his lips.

“Usually, I have amazing control. In fact, I haven’t lost control in years. Not since puberty. But ever since you’ve come into my life, things have changed. You bring out my strongest emotions.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“It usually comes from one of two emotions. One is anger. Like when I found that man on the plane was harassing you—”

“He wasn’t harassing me,” I interrupted. “All he had done was—”

Grayson’s hands gripped my hips tightly.

“Belle, do not say another word. You do not want to argue with me on this matter. The protectiveness and possessiveness I feel for you are overwhelming.”

I began to shrink in on myself, not liking