Éponines POV
He set me down, and we met each others gaze, his eyes were a clear deep blue. Unlike any others, We study each others face for a while, Infact I do not believe either of us would have stopped if it weren't for the fact that my stomach was making noises louder then the drums of the kings army.
I chuckled breaking the silence. He chuckled too, then stood, turning away. He had a nice laugh, sultry and genuine. He walked to the kitchen and made me soup and cut up some bread. His cooking good but what was really intriguing was his hands. The way they work with such precise cuts. Strong and capable.
( authors note: is anyone still reading? if so comment and recommend other's and I will finish it ....I need at least five people. !!! I love you all and will be starting a different story after this. at the last chapter of this story I will announce what the ship for that one will be)
