I Want You

Marcus and I returned to the house, visiting and chuckling on our way. I appreciated his conversation and his warm signal that makes my pulse. Whenever he let a loud laugh, I generally respect his steel blue eyes that I believed were once brilliant.

"Did you have an eye to eye connection on?" I asked, wondering for no specific reason as my look was as yet fixed on his eyes.

"No, why?" He raised his temple, giving me a scrutinizing look.

"At the point when you moved toward me right away, at my grandmother's cabbage store, your eye tone was brilliant yellow, similar to the beams of daylight."

Marcus laughed. " I had eye to eye connection on previously. I'm a model." He expressed, winking at me with his hot blue eyes.

I couldn't resist the opportunity to get drawn to him yet I would have rather not uncovered my sentiments yet. I reminded myself about the indentation on my neck yet it wasn't helping things.

He saw my steadiness and how I continued to contact my neck sometimes. " Does it ac