Chapter 40 Steven Is Out Of The Picture

• I was standing close to him, so close that I felt myself drowning in the blue of his eyes.
• "You are drunk Giselle!" He stated, taking a step back, but I approached him again. His eyes kept staring at me, his voice turning into a Whisper. I have never been this close to someone and liked it. His beautiful skin was glowing under the cloud-crowded sun. The wind blew his hair on his face, making him close his eyes for a moment.
• "So what! I know what I am doing," I mumbled, placing my hands on his chest and he slowly looked down at my hands, lifting his face again and deepening the stare. His body was radiating fire onto my palm, something inside me wanted to keep going. I looked at his lips and stood on the tip of my toes to reach them, but he slowly pulled himself back again.