Desilva's hand clutched Axel's arm tightly and slowly opened her eyes to find herself in tight eye contact with Dominic. She was basically inches away from his face and without Axel's hand wrapped around her waist, she would have fallen on top of Dominic, face to face.
A few seconds passed by and she found herself staring into Dominic's emerald eyes. Though his wide eyes looked hilarious and his face was twisted in surprise, his eyes contained a certain calmness that invited her stare, pulling her in by the clear, bright, and peaceful shine in his eyes. It was so captivating that her breath was sucked in.
"Desilva? Are you ok?" Axel asked, pulling Desilva up to face him.
He flinched at her frozen flustered face, her bright red face a direct contrast from her gray-ish blue eyes.
"Desilva?" He asked again, shaking her slightly.
