I've Got My Eyes On You Drake Novels & Stories

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

I guess starting from now, I have to get used to the two different colors of my eyes. I stepped out of the closet, heading straight towards the door to meet Drake properly. “I’m coming!” I yelled, not that loud as before. Drake's scent was still emanting from outside the door, telling me he's been waiting patiently all this time. I shoved my curly hair to my front and plastered a happy smile on my face. As I opened the door, my eyes immediately landed on the soft, handsome features of my other mate, Drake who was at first looking anxious about something I couldn't quite figure out. But when his eyes landed on mine, I could see that his face changed in a instant. His eyes were beaming with lu

"I'll be praying for your quick recovery, Leonardo." "The doctor is optimistic about this operation, Angela," Leonardo said, laughing. "The eyes are ideal for me. And he needed it completed as soon as possible. And I just called to tell you this." He took a breather. "Wait for my call after the operation. I want you to be here the day I open my eyes after the operation. Angela, I want to see your face. I've been waiting for that day for a long time. Please remain there and be cautious. "

Drake asks looking over my shoulder “Eweeee my eyes! my eyes! oh my gosh lilly hang up the phone” He roars “But what about the baby?” I ask “I’ll give him back my nose just turn it off!” I look at his face and frown “Why are you still looking at it?” “Oh my gosh lilly I don’t know just turn the fucking thing off” I was laughing so hard i couldn’t “But I don’t want to look at the screen”

It's just less than three years left, why does this man has to show up? Drake saw how her body tensed and oh dear! Could anyone be cuter? Anyway, he didn't think much of the fact that they are actually sharing the same eye color now. She now has a penetrating blue orbs that Drake admired on himself each morning in front of the mirror. It was like he's looking at his own orbs, but they compliment her so perfectly that he was near drooling. "Baby, you're like the most beautiful girl I've ever laid my eyes on." Drake made a move.

His eyes watching the image in the mirror with very criticizing eyes. "You are telling me you moisturized your legs and face? And its fucking cold outside, wear a fucking jacket." Drake snapped while looking through the opened magazines. "Yeah, I bought this coco butter thing. Smells like Sara." Dean replied. Drake had his mouth falling. He wanted to rub his eyes so he could wake up or come back to reality. His eyes kept moving from his idiot friend to the magazines. Finally, after much consideration he sighed. It was pitiful but he supposed love can not only blind you but kill brain cells as well and his friend was long gone. Too damn far.

I knew it was reserved for drake. I could laugh throughout the hall as everyone talked with their partner. ************ walking into the restaurant, it was drake. I saw as everyone stood up to acknowledge his presence, I too stood up. As I looked up, my gaze met his piercing grey eyes. They seemed to sparkle like diamonds in the sun, and I couldn't help but feel drawn in by their intensity. His chiseled jawline was sharp enough to cut glass, and a faint hint of stubble only added to his rugged charm.

The crowd was dense, but I pushed through and made a beeline for the stairs. I drew nearer and the individual glanced up and met my gaze briefly before averting his eyes. I kept back a bit, waiting for them to take the first step. Another buzz. I did not even need to check my phone to know who it was. "Close enough?" I smiled and shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and leaned in somewhat and spoke a bit softer. “You the one texting me?” He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye.

He moves his eyes to Drake, and he nods in agreement. Then he trains his big eyes on me.

His innocent eyes stared right in mine, these were the eyes I was once crazy about, these were the eyes I couldn't help falling in love with two years ago, these were the eyes I was ready to give up my mate for -but not anymore. Not when I've met my mate and he's a hundred times better than Drake, his eyes are a hundred times beautiful than Drake's and I have a belief that he's gonna make me very happy -I feel so secure when he's around too. I'm no longer that reckless girl would do crazy teenage girl who would do crazy things like, abandoning her mate and eloping with someone else simply because I love his eyes, smile or...wait, what else did I even see in Drake?