__Now your legs are wrapped around me__
Rachel's POV
I had no idea what got in my head as in that moment, I felt the need to run away from those piercing grey eyes. However the plan backfired as the second I shot out from his hold and tried to escape, the back of my knee got caught on the hand of the couch and I ended up landing unceremoniously on the cushion.
His eyes widened in surprise and he took a step back, caught of guard by my abrupt movements. His irises changed to almost green in worry but lightened in mockery as they took in my beautiful posture.
"What are you doing?" He asked, voice hoarse as he aimed to discard the humor from his tone. I was sprawled, one leg hanging on the couch, the other feet meeting the cold tiles and my hand trying their best to shield my face from his sight.
"You know, just practicing a killer pose for an upcoming fashion show," I murmured in pure sarcasm as shame clouded my whole being as he continued to stare.
