•Leiara•
Realization hits me like a tsunami that almost brushes me off my chair.
My hand flies up to my mouth to press down in surprise and my gaze snaps to Colson in wide-eyed shock.
"I-I don't.. no… I.."
My voice sinks when I meet Colson's eyes, cold and dark.
He is shocked as am I.
The next second, he gets to his feet, which causes me to flinch backward and start quivering.
"I-I really didn't mean that, I—"
He leans over across the table and reaches out his hand toward me, silencing me before I can finish my sentence.
Out of fear, my eyes squeeze shut as I tear my gaze to the side, anticipating my fate.
But instead, I feel his hand gently on my lips. His thumb to be precise.
I flare my eyes open, shocked that he isn't hurting me….?
His hand gently traps my chin in place as he tugs my face up at him, while his thumb presses down on my lips and caresses them lightly.
