He smiled down at me, his eyes closing slightly as his smile was as big as the Cheshier cat would be.
“You could help me, but don’t wanna scare you off just yet Lillypad.”
He winks at me. I groaned.
“Ugh, why do you keep calling me that Adonis?” He looked down at me while reaching for my arm, he pursed his lips as if contemplating what to say or even do,
“When the time comes, I will tell you, just not yet,”
He said as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, I suddenly realized how dangerously close he was to me, I could smell him, he smelt of apples and mahogany wood, it was a delicate smell and yet it was so comforting.
I look up at him and I see his smile has faded and his eyes have turned dark, he's looking at me like I could be his last meal.
His hand touches my face lightly, I look back at him as his eyes slowly roam over my face to look me in the eyes. They travel like he is trying to remember every curve and angle of my face. He stops at my lips and his mouth parts slightly as I lick and bite my bottom lip.
His eyes become molten as if I flipped a switch within him. He started to lower his hand, and I gasped at the loss of contact, breaking the trance he was in and making him pull away, leaving me cold.
“Lillypad you will be the death of me,”
he said, smirking at me. He extends his arm to me.
“Shall we”
I loop my arm in his and we go into the diner. We sit down and look over the menu. I can’t do this, I can't eat in front of him, he’s going to think I’m a pig.I exhale loudly as the waitress comes over to us.
“What can I get y'all?”
She said cheerily, Adonis was looking at the menu and spoke.
“We will get two cokes, and to start some fried pickles and loaded tots.”
The waitress took the order down.
“You got it pretty eyes.”
She winked at him, and he didn't even flinch, didn't even smile, just gave her the coldest blank stare as she walked away.
“She seems nice,”
I say as we put the menus down. He looked at me.
“She may seem nice but she's not you ghostie.”
He said it in a smooth matter-of-fact way. Why did my heart skip a beat? Why am I blushing? I think to myself as I try to hide my face. As if he knew, Adonis reached across the table to hold my hand.
“Hey, what's on your mind?”
How could he tell? Was I being too obvious?
“Nothing’s wrong”
I smile my award-winning smile, but it is as if he is looking right through me, he sighs,
“Ok I won’t push. So, tell me about yourself.”
he asked me.
“What exactly do you want to know? Kind of cheesy to ask me such a basic question.”
