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~CADEN'S POV
THOSE EYES OF HERS! CHRIST! Those are my thoughts all day long, try as I can to divert them. When she is saying something, it's all I can do. When she is doing something, I follow the sway of her hips. It is all I can think. And the cold weather isn't helping either. It's been a 'minute' since I've touched her, and it is safe to say that I'm going crazy. I can't get my mind off her.
ALL FUCKING DAY.
She is lost in thought right now. In the moment, her lips are pursed. Her brows are curved. The little strands of brown that flow over those eyes of hers. Her gaze pulls me in. Sometimes it is gray. Sometimes it is gold. How alluring to follow each shade of her eyes as it changes. I sit here in the kitchen, and with the streaming sunlight warm on my back, I watch as she stares into empty space.
How is it one single woman can capture all of my attention... without even knowing she's doing so.
