I don't care about your opinion!

How could someone be as hot and sexy as Scott was? I couldn't believe it was the same Scott who had lain with me only a few minutes ago. He was so hot and ravishing, leaving me euphoric.

I shut my eyes and took a deep breath as I stared into his eyes. There were a lot of things I wanted to say but I couldn't bring myself to utter them.

My gaze locked in his and for a split second, I saw a different Scott. He had this kind and warm look in his eyes, one that set me on fire.

"Do I have anything in my eyes?" He queried out of the blues with a thick frown laced to his brows.

The look that I had seen a few seconds ago had vanished into thin air and in place of it was a strong, uninviting look that sent chills down my spine.

"It's nothing. I was only staring at you. Can't I do that?" I asked in a low, whispering voice, fiddling with my fingers.

Somehow, he seemed to notice my discomfort and uneasiness. "You are so sweet and nice," he said.

I was stunned. Was I dreaming? Or perhaps I was hal