Running Through The Garden

Falling

Lindsey couldn't explain the thoughts running through his head.

He tried shaking them off, only to look at her again and they all resurfaced.

He mentally cursed himself, taking her occupied mind to his advantage to study her without being caught.

They were in a meeting, going over album covers or shoes, he really wasn't paying attention.

Leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, he watched her, studied her.

The way her mouth curved into a tiny smile with each word she spoke drove him insane, the slope of her nose, he wanted to run his finger down it.

Her lips, Jesus Christ her lips. He starred at them, imaging how'd they feel against his.

His eyes traveled to her brown ones and the breath in his throat stopped, seeing her looking right at him.

Lindsey quickly cleared his throat, adverting his gaze. He'd been caught.

Stevie could feel his stare on her, looking straight at him until he noticed her. What was he looking at? She thought to herself.

She saw the red tinge in his cheeks, trying to hide a smile.

He was checking her out.

She didn't know why, but the thought made her smile. She turned back to Karen, nodding along with the crew they were working with.

    A grueling, two hours later they were out of there.

    "Stevie I've got to go pick up some dry cleaning, you're alright if Lindsey takes you home?"

   Stevie grinned between the two, shaking her head. "I don't mind if he doesn't."

    "I don't mind, it's part of my job."

        Stevie nodded, bidding Karen farewell, climbing into the passenger seat as Lindsey got in the drivers.

   Pulling the car out, he could feel her stare on him, trying to ignore it, he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel to distract himself.

   "You were starring at me." She broke the silence.

   "It's my job."

   "To stare at me?"

   "To watch my surroundings."

   Stevie clicked her tongue, looking out the window, watching their passing surroundings. "Isn't it hard to watch your surroundings , when you're focused on one thing?"

   "Ms. Nicks as long as your safe I see no reason to complain."

   Stevie rolled her eyes. "I'm not complaining, I'm wondering. Why were you starring at me?"

    Lindsey side glanced at her, biting the bullet. "I think you're beautiful."

   A smile grazed her lips. "You think I'm beautiful?"

   "Along with many other people, it really shouldn't be a surprise to you."

  Stevie shrugged, silence falling in between them.  Driving up to her home.

Opening the door for her, Lindsey helped her out of the car, guiding her up the lavish porch.

Pulling out her keys, Stevie slid one into the lock, a frown appearing on her face.