Tallulahs PoV ~
Still staring at my hands I look up at him slightly only to catch him engrossed in a book I use this as an opportunity to observe him properly i look at his facial features defined jaw line , high nose bridge,thick full eyebrows ,I notice a mole on his side cheek my gaze then moves to his slender lips ,they look so luscious and sexy I bite my lips ,heart rate quickening I move down to his neck his Adam apple moving up and down slightly send chills down my spine I then notice the aforementioned silver chain dangling on his neck I try reading it but couldn't make up any words aside from 'heal' or what it seemed to be his hands that was rested on the table then moves to his lips touching it slightly he then catches my gaze at his luscious lips I suddenly feel butterflies forming in my stomach looking down in embarrassment.
"s-sorry" I say a bit scared "for what?" He asks dropping his book "f-for s-staring " he looks at me pity in his eyes " and why would that be a problem" he says chuckling slightly "p-people d-don't seem to l-like that a-bout me" I say frowning slightly "well not to be arrogant here I am handsome so I don't blame you" he says with a goofy expression making me giggle my happy look suddenly turns to a pained expression a I reach out to my tummy feeling the sourness of it from the previous night.
"what's wrong?" He asks in concern "n-nothing" I say trying to hold myself together which was failing miserably " what did I say about lying?" He states firmly "I-I-sorry" I say unsure on what to say "stop apologising" he says " o-oh s-sorr- I m-mean u-uhh" I say hands shaking slightly I felt nervous and anxious upsetting him, I look down too scared to face him.
"y- I'm sorry lulah I didn't mean to scare you like that I just wanted to know if you were okay" he says softly ,I look up at him"Thomas Paine?" He says trying to change the subject i look at him confused and slowly realising that He was referring to the book l had next to my stuff on the desk a form of Awkwardness fills the atmosphere like a plague I suddenly feel stupid "I-I shouldn't h-hav-" "do you read his books?" he says with hint of glimmer in his eyes I could immediately sense his love for books making me grin slightly "y-yh I've read most of them his political theory on the great revolution is quit inspiring and I feel like he got his views and points out well across the world" I say embracing my inner geek smiling to myself he stares at me in disbelief " for those who would listen of course" I add nervously there's no way he'd know this I probably look so stu-
" his ideals on the transformation of human rights were quite fascinating if you ask me " he adds simply interrupting my thoughts .how does he- he then closes my mouth that was unawaringly open with his index finger "be careful or you'll catch flies " he says and smirks slightly turning his attention back to his book which I now realise was surprisingly the same as mine.
The awkward atmosphere faded away we spent the last hour chatting away on our favourite books I then realise that not only is he super sexy but really smart as-well which is a rare trait to acquire I also learnt that we have similar tastes in books (Prince of Niccolo-Machiavelli, gulliver's travels -Jonathan swift,on the origin of species -Charles Darwin and the list goes on) as I got to know him ,i notice a few more observations about him that I promised to keep note off like the way he spoke how he chose his words discreetly and the coherent hand gestures he makes when explain something and also how his eyes sparkled when he talked about his favourite authors and their histories it took me by surprise at how he transfashioned my original expectations of him ,I loved hearing him talk not only was his accent more pronounced his voice sounded more sexy especially when he used big words.....any words in general I could listen for hours "-so that's what may have led to the revolution and Britain's engagement in the war" he describes noticing my stare he chuckles nervously.....like he was embarrassed "w-what?" He asks......wait what the actual fuck did THE Edan hartz actually stutter???
