"What?" Her voice was barely a whisper when she met his gaze. Her eyes, watery, shining and pleading.
Maybe he read it wrong. What would she pleading for?
"Did I kiss you in your dream?" He repeats resisting the urge to move his hand that was holding her waist a little up so that he could feel the skin of her back through her small blouse.
"No." He whispers. "No you didnt."
"Hmm.." he hums rubbing her chin.
"Why?" Her voice was unbearably soft and calming. Folawe was doing everything to not close the gap between them and kiss the man right there. To rub her body against him and whimper. She almost rubs her thigh together but stops herself.
"If you keep looking at me like that..." he swallows and her eye follow the movement of his adams apple. "I dont think I will be able to not kiss you."
"I never said you couldn't." She quickly responds.
