Chapter 155. His Touch

Leah’s POV

His touch. 

The way he looked at me as he whispered, “You’re so beautiful.” The way his eyes were trained on me, almost as if he was seeing me for the first time.

Desire danced in those eyes of his. 

His thumb made circles on my face slowly before it made its way to my lips. He reached over them before pulling ever so gently down my lower lip, causing my mouth to open a bit.

His eyes were on me. Not anyone. Not anything, but me. I was seen. He then pulled away and I immediately missed his touch. But he was not done. 

His hand made its way behind my neck, into my hair before he closed the small distance between us, his lips now hovering just inches away from mine. “Can I…?”

I knew exactly what he was asking, but I wanted the words to come out of his mouth. “Say it,” I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest. But this time, it had nothing to do with fear, but everything to do with wanting him so badl