"Uhmm," Stellar trailed off. Her eyes blinked when she saw Holden's obsidian orbs dilate for a fraction of a second.
Why wasn't he retracting his hand? Why was his gaze boring a hole in her?
Was he thinking the same thing as she? Was he thinking of kissing her? Because at that forbidden moment in time, Stellar wondered what it would feel like if she just as much as stole a peck on his lips. But she shouldn't do that.
She didn't want to confuse him with a kiss and initiate him to the sins of the human flesh. Holden was too pure for her, and she didn't want to taint him.
Or maybe… she was overthinking again? Erasing the thought in her head, she reminded herself to work on her thought process ASAP. No more overthinking, Stellar.
Snapping her out from her reverie was Holden. "You have beautiful eyebrows," he spoke, breaking their minute-long gazing contest between them.
"Oh, yeah?" Stellar's finger flew to her face, tracing the thick bush of brows on top of her eyes.
