𝐷𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠

38

{Tiara}

I bite my lip as I look through the peephole and see Quincy standing there.

I crack the door open just a crack.

"How can I help you?"
I ask politely, checking my watch.

At least its not 3 in the morning.

"I um..."
He trails off, causing me to raise an eyebrow.

He is never at a lost of words.

Not anymore.

He sighs.

"I don't have a definitive reason for being here but can I still come in?"

I open the door reluctantly.

It's freezing out in the hall and I've got the fireplace lit.

"It's cozy in here. Smells like cookies."
He walks in and grins.

"Oh yeah, I made gingersnaps."
I say quietly, well aware of his sweaty muscles.

He knows I used to love it when he just came from the gym.

I don't anymore.

I think that, yet my eyes scan his body anyway.

Yeah that's definitely a lie.

"You know, it's way more pleasing to actually be able to see you check me out."
He smirks.

I roll my eyes.

"Be careful, honey."
I mutter as Puck jumps from Quin's shoulder and does a little roll on the couch.

I can feel his eyes on me as I start to tidy up a bit.

"I didn't know I'd have any guests today."
I say absentmindedly.

"It's no worries baby. I don't mind a little mess."
He assures me.

It does something to my heart that I don't completely hate.

"Would you like something to drink?"
I ask calmly, watching as he sits down in my spinning chair.

He grins.

"Nah, thanks though. I can't believe it's been 3 whole months since I got to fall asleep with you in my arms."
He groans, a cute pout on his face.

"About to be 4. It's crazy, right? Isn't Lance coming back in a couple weeks?"
I asks, pushing my hair out of my face.

"Yeah, 3 actually. I can't wait."
He says.

I don't say anything.

He sighs loudly.

"I like it when you put your hair up. Your face is shaped quite nicely, yeah?"

I pause.

"Thank you, I guess. How long are you staying?"