𝐷𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠

24

{Tiara}

His head is bowed when I open the door.

"What do you want, Quincy?"
I put my hands on my hips.

"Hi, lovie. Can I come in?"
He says softly.

My heart is hammering in my chest as I take in his rugged features.

It looks like he hasn't slept in days.

Sounds about right.

"It depends. You done accusing me of stuff yet?"
I can't help but be a little snippy even though I feel bad.

He looks like he's about to pass out right in the doorway.

"Oui."

I roll my eyes.

"You don't speak French."

"At this point, I don't know what I speak. I can barely think straight."
He groans.

I hesitate.

"I don't know what you were thinking but I only want you, Quincy. It kind of hurt my feelings that you would even think otherwise. I thought I was doing a good job at being a good girlfriend."
I say quietly, playing with my fingers.

"Baby, you are a good girlfriend. I'm really sorry I hurt your feelings. I guess I...just wasn't thinking rationally. I panicked."
He whispers, emotion flashing in his eyes.

I sigh.

"Bring your sexy ass in here."

A small smile tugs at his lips.

"Yes ma'am."

I settle back down at the table with my laptop as he falls face first dramatically on the couch.

Puck climbs up and gets settled on his back.

"I feel like a zombie."
He groans into one of the couch pillows.

"Uh huh. Get some sleep. You look like one."
I mutter.

"It was hard for me to sleep knowing that I disappointed you."
He informs me.

I look up.

"Must have been a hard 3 days then."

"Come here."
He growls

"Nah, I'm good. Very busy."
I wave him off.

He frowns.

"Too busy for your cuddle bear?"
He whispers.

I narrow my eyes.

"You only call yourself that whenever you do something wrong."
I huff.

"I miss you. I want to kiss and forget our argument even happened, can we do that?"
He breathes.

My toes curl.

"Maybe later. Go to sleep."
I say sternly.

He puts his face in my pillow and groans loudly.

"Fine."
He mutters.