Band Imagines

Peering Eyes • 2

Daytime was harder for me to make sure my beautiful little lady was okay. People on the street could easily see me and say something if they thought wrongly of my doing. The neighbors probably thought I was a usual here at her house by now. Anyone that saw me never mentioned a word to me or seemed to be very suspicious. Although, I will admit most of the time I was engrossed in her purely raw personality.

The rising sun hit her face perfectly as he stood naked by the bathroom window. She pulled a brush through her damp hair and let it fall limply against her cool skin. The strands clung together and allowed for a deep contrast between her fair skin and dark hair.

I brought a shaking hand to my lips as I drew in a long and equally as shaky breath. Her composure was one full of peace and life. The way her hands moved and her lips parted with each breath was enough to drive any man insane. I was the lucky one to stay sane in her presence. However, if she were to talk to me my mind would burst and I would become a crazy lunatic that she made me be. 

All of her fair beauty was then covered up by a light grey t-shirt and dusty jeans. Now all of her physical genius that was left was her face and hands. 

God, her hands. 

I leaned my head on the wall and closed my eyes as thoughts raced through my head. Her soft hands running through my carefully gelled hair and down my neck. I smiled and let out a soft sigh as I felt her touch on me. I needed those hands to relax me so badly. I was so terribly tense.

My daze was broken when I heard the front door close and her car door slam. My princess was already off to work.

I walked carefully around the house and peeked my head out as I watched her pull out of the driveway and down the road.

She was early today. She looked remarkably gorgeous this morning. Did she know my plans to visit her today? I hope so. I need her love like I need to show her my love.

Princess Sarah, I'm here for you!

Oh, Brendon! She would call out to me. Kiss me!