16: Confrontation
Lara blinked awake when she felt someone grab her wrist. "What..." Her eyes were disoriented, like waking up from a trance or something.
She searches for Noah and he was still on his back under her on the bed, his electric blue eyes staring back at her.
Lara shook her head, trying to jog her memory a bit. "Did I- Did I do something?"
Suddenly found her question amusing, he asked; "Something like what?"
Lara grimaced. "Uh. Something weird or indecent, maybe? I-I don't know, you tell me."
Noah chuckled.
"Oh, Lara..." His laughter died down slowly, lifting the back of his hand, grazing his fingertips on the side of her temples, slowly lowering them to her chin before tilting it up, making her eyes meet his own in an intense stare.
"Don't worry, little bunny." He said looking so handsome her breath hitched in her throat. "You did nothing of the sort."
Little bunny? Lara suddenly felt sore that she frowned. Did he just call her a little bunny?
