She leaned closer to him and grabbed a hold of his collar, pulling his face down to hers. Lyse felt a pang of disappointment as Levi pulled back, his eyes filled with a longing that mirrored her own. "Levi..." she whispered, her voice husky.
He gently cupped her face, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw. "I want this with you, Lyse. More than anything in the world. But I want to do it right. I want to build something real, something that lasts. And that means taking things slow."
Lyse pouted and stared up at Levi with her big doe eyes and he groaned loudly. "Don't do that." He whispered.
"But I want you." Lyse said, openly sulking.
"You are not going to make this easy are you?" Levi chuckled softly and Lyse pouted even harder, he could feel his resolve to stay strong waver in the face of her full soft lips that he wanted so badly to feel against his.
