Is this how it's supposed to be? Is he supposed to just stare at me like this? I wasn't expecting this. Thank God I turned off the lights. I won't want him too see me flush. Oh but because I turned off the damned lights, I can't see his facial expressions clearly. Not that I can read his thoughts even in daylight. But at least, I can try and guess what he's thinking.
Now all I can rely on is the little rays of moonlight creeping into the room from the window. The flutter of the curtains casting rippling shadows over his figure.
But I can see his eyes. As golden as ever. Maybe even more tonight. And I know he's staring at me.
But now I don't know what more to do. I might have assumed and concluded that the moment he sees me naked and ready to sleep with him, he'll have no reason to hesitate. He'll take me but not before I tell him what I want from him. After he agrees, I'll give myself to him without hesitation.
