I see him. He's waiting for me. His eyes seem to melt into mine when he sees me. Their colour never fails to stun me to silence when he searches my face with those warm toffee eyes. He takes my hand slowly, lifting it to his lips for a movement so enchanting it makes my head spin. His other hand snakes around my waist and pulls me gently closer. My one hand in his, the other tangled in his golden hair. The world seems nonexistent. And for one sickeningly short moment, everything stops. His eyes drift to my lips, and I know what he is going to do. I close my eyes and experience complete salvation.
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Guardian
Short StoryA mysterious man is following Ella, but he is nowhere near human. As her feelings grow she is forced to decide, who does her heart belong to? Her boyfriend or a complete stranger?
