"Rym, why don't I get tired of staring at you? The funny thing is, even if we're this close, even if I'm looking at you like this, I feel like I'm still missing you … like crazy… "Alyx uttered sincerely, peering straight into her soul, "I miss you Rym…"
Yanarym's eyes gleamed as she felt her chest pumping with her heart racing. She felt breathless and lost… her brows quickly creased with the weirdness of her body. Adrenaline reaction?
"I like you Rym," he whispered and caressed her cheek as he instilled his eyes on her.
"I hate you Rym," his hand went up to her eyebrow and he trailed it several times with his thumb as if ruffling the thin hair of her eyebrow,
"I want you Rym," his fingers touched her nose and lightly pinched it. He smiled and tilted his head to kiss the top of her nose.
"Rym, I need you," her eyes closed as she felt his hand travel through her eyelids. He did gentle strokes on her lashes and bestowed kisses to where his fingers would touch.
