Novel & Cerita Secrets In Your Eyes

"A..." He starts to lean in, and I get a good view of his eyes. Starview Magazine, one of the leading gossip papers in the country right now, has listed him as one of the hottest young heirs of our generation. A panel had talked lengthily about his eyes and I remember rolling my own when I saw how cheesy the writing was. For me, they were just Seb's eyes, ones that were as familiar to me as the back of my hand. But now, I can sort of understand why. Seb's eyes are a mystery. They're not quite green and they're not brown, either. Hazel, I think that's what people would call it. And now they're looking into mine, melting me.

I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "I found a guy lying there—" "Wait, wait," he cut me off making me furrow my brows, "how could you have found him? I've gotten rid of him hours ago." There was a minute of silence from both our sides. I was beyond confused. "Sean," he spoke after a few more seconds of silence, "did you see a girl there? Long black hair? Blue eyes? Pale skin?" "Yes. You know her?" I ran a hand through my hair, letting out a groan, "I'm so fucking confused right now."

She looks almost dreamily at nothing in particular and now I am definitely worried. “GURRRRLLLL! You got it this bad after one day. Don’t get me wrong he is Drop Dead Gorg…. Oh sht! It’s him isn’t it. The one from the park. The one you stare at when he’s walking his dog! Fuck me, I might start running in the mornings if thats the kind of eye candy you get to oggle!” Ally is laughing again and even I can’t stifle my giggle. That’s Ally, a positive force in a negative situation. “Ally!” Liv is now almost purple with embarrassment. “I told you that was a secret!”

I had cried a thousand rivers over the past few years, wallowing in my own self-pity, that I had no more to shed. Except for tonight. Tonight I was experiencing a whole different set of emotions, ones that were inspired by silver eyes. Eyes that seemed so familiar but I know I have never met before. They weren’t grey like some people had, they were steel, bright, and silvery, like nothing I had ever seen, God-like. I should have been thinking of Travis when we had sex, not trying to think of my dead mate, yet I couldn’t even do that right. Instead, I let the arousal from the mysterious eyes guide my body and help bring me to my release.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

The way her eyes locked on me like she’d seen every dirty secret I had and was filing it away for later. “Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned. I wasn’t sure if I was terrified… or turned on.

"It's a shabby place. Hope you won't mind." He said nothing, but his eyes were searching the place. Then, he saw the keys.

The company's rumor mill went into overdrive in the chat group, and after a few daring souls tagging the main characters, Marvin and Wendy's names were suddenly everywhere. [At last, the open secret's out, and they can stop sneaking around like kids stealing candy from a candy shop!] [Do you think their parents realize how tough it is for their kids to scrounge up those sweet moments day by day?] [Enough said, let's toast to our old pal!] Marvin was in that company-wide chat too, and he did not miss a beat — every message was read. However, he never corrected their wild guesses or the face-to-face congratulations. He seemed to relish the spotlight.

His voice was low, almost too calm, but it was the kind of calm that made you feel like you were standing on the edge of a cliff, the ground crumbling beneath your feet. I blinked, trying to shake off the unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach. “No,” I managed to say, my voice catching in my throat. His eyes—those piercing, unforgiving eyes—locked onto mine, refusing to let go. “I hate secrets, Ms. Bennett, so if you have one that could complicate things, now is the time to tell me.”

"I..." I realized my mistake, blurting, "Not like that. I mean, I'm happy it's you." He hit the brakes hard, and we lurched. He quickly threw a hand in front of my head. "Sorry, I lost control." I turned sideways and met his sparkling eyes. The soft touch at the zoo flooded back, racing through my nerves. I took a deep breath. "I need to tell you something." He blinked, then smiled. By looks, he should've been a charming playboy. He had a pair of hazel eyes, a mole at the corner, and a chiseled face. But with me, he was a soft puppy.