Poppy Playtime Eyes Novels & Stories

I for one never really believed in supernatural powers or ' beings from the other side ' , but now I do. I really feel bad for Dave and his family, to think that till three months ago, I didn't even know the Hathaways. I only saw Alexa like three times when I had been struck by cupid's arrow. Who knew a seventeen year old could be so breathtaking, her beautiful blue eyes that sparkled when she was amazed or when she smiled. Her diamond shaped face, her cute little nose and her wonderful pink lips that looked so amazing when she smiled. Gorgeous blonde hair that was long and silky, her skin, bright and flawless.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

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.

** Paige’s POV ** The screen flickers once more. Then Poppy’s face fills it. For half a second she just stares, her eyes wide, and her hair pulled back messily as if she’s been pacing. Then her gaze drops straight to the tiny bundle against my chest. “Oh my goodness,” she breathes. “Paige.” My chest tightens. “Hi, Pops.” Her hand flies to her mouth, and her eyes fill instantly. “Is that… is that a baby?”

After a lengthy time of silence, I finally speak. I'm not sure if one guy makes things better or worse. I can see the appeal of it all, and Poppy is really stunning. She's tall and thin, with dark tanned skin and bright blue eyes; boys have always fell at her feet, so I can picture some jerk paying for her to hang out with him.

“We need more formula for Michelle and get the toddler one for Poppy and Clover. They need more than just juice.” “Yes captain.” He said as he walked back and got the formula cans for Michelle and the toddler powder they had talked about getting Henry a few times. When he walked back he saw another set of older woman getting ready to go in for a few comments at Deanna and the kids. He swore under his breath. When he got to the cart he placed everything else in and then looked around at the toys and blankets. He picked poppy up first and then walked over to the selection. “Which one do you want princess Poppy?” Poppy didn’t understand what he was asking so he picked one off the shelf and he a

I suggested, letting Poppy nod vigorously in response. “What did you have in mind?” She asked, looking up at me. “Well, remember what we talked about yesterday?” I rhetorically asked, standing up and walking over to her small drawer, “I was thinking we could try out something like that.” In that moment, I think I saw Poppy’s eyes shine brighter than ever before, as a smile grew on her face once again. She hopped up and hurried over to me, bouncing slightly. “Yesss! I bet you look amazon’ in my clothes!” She exclaimed, taking out her shirts and skirt, “Though yer gonna hafta change in here.”

Not long left and I leave this room, more than likely not to smell anything divine and realise that there is no-one out there waiting for me. My eyes started to fill just as Poppy opened the door and waltzed into the room. Using the back of my hand I quickly wiped at my eyes. “I'm baaaaack motherfucker!” She bellowed out in a sing song voice, throwing her arms out as if she was on stage waiting for a round of applause. “Come on, let's move it. If we head down now, then we'll have time for a coffee and whatever first.” She carried on speaking, oblivious to my moment of inner torture and being so close to shedding tears when she had walked in.

I saw her smile even though my eyes were already staring. "P-Please take me already Rhys. Enough with this foreplay, I'm going crazy!" I couldn’t help but shout making Rhys just laugh. He then licked my lips and gave me a peck. "My pleasure, mommy. Me too, I'm going crazy," he sexily spoke and I saw him start to remove his shorts together with his underwear, I bit my lower lip as I saw his manhood standing proudly before me. Oh gosh, he's already hard. I was about to talk when he roughly entered me without any warning that made me moan loudly.

Joy was painted on her glowing amber eyes. "Good day to see you, lovelies! Come in, come in!" She greeted them in high spirits. They responded through small smiles. At that time, their eyes glistening with tears never bothered her. She was unfailingly fixated on the duffel bags they carried which contained weekly supplies and a dozen presents. "Whoa! I love it! Aweee-some!" She squealed upon unwrapping the gift wrap and discovering the Barbie doll inside. Later on, she would exclaim, "YUM-YUM!"