Eddie was nervous and excited and anxious and hundreds of other things all at once. Stuart's warm fingers touched her back, his breath tickled her neck and sent shivers through her body. Stuart could only concentrate on the zipper, gently pulling out her hair that was stuck.
Her hair was like the most beautiful silk, and he did not want to break it. Eddie felt like he had been doing it for a century and urged him, "You are too slow!"
"Done," with a tone of annoyance in Stuart's voice. The zipper was finally pulled up. Eddie was relieved and could eventually turn around. As soon as she turned around, she met Stuart's dark eyes.
She had never seen anyone who had eyes as deep and dark as Stuart. They were pure as black and black as the night. But in his eyes, there was something familiar to her.
