"Yours?" She asked with confusion written all over her face, "what do you mean I'M YOURS? she asked again with one of her eyebrows arching upward. I chuckled darkly, never once breaking my intense gaze on her small frame. I nodded my head lightly never failing to repeat her question over and over again in my head, was she really asking what I meant when I told her SHE'S MINE?! I took slow steps towards her taking in her welcoming scent. A scent I'd gladly get drunk on, A scent that is drilled so effortlessly and lives rent free deep in my brain. I took her smooth, soft hands in mine and layed tender kisses on them. Then lifted my head up a bit to see her face and stare deep into her eyes, eyes that held so much beauty, sincerity and uniqueness. To others her eyes ,may just be simple brown orbs but, IN MY WORLD those eyes, were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, So much warmth, So much truth, She's part of the living evidences that GOD truly is perfect. "Yes, baby" I layed a kiss on her hand "your mine." another kiss " MINE means I love you to the sun and back." another kiss "MINE means your battles are MY battles." another kiss. "Mine means that every one who fucks with you is also fucking with ME." another kiss "It means that I know you, Love you , Cherish you, and care about you and no other man is allowed to touch you unless they have a death wish, Hailey."