She Keeps Staring At Me Novels & Stories

A darkened frost had begun to lay on my face, only for me to notice her staring at me, through my side eyes. She really was staring at me, with those curious small eyes on her. I had the urge of chuckling, but I knew well enough not to. I continued to watch her staring at me, with those side eyes of mine. While watching I couldn't help, but want to taunt her. “Why are you staring at me?” I asked. I was taken aback by her response. "Uh, I wasn't looking at you. My eyes just happened to pass by you, that's all," she stammered.

She was thinking about the headache she was going to get the following morning that she didn't focus and bumped into a hard wall. “Shit”, she muttered and was about to apologize when she paused. The man in front of her towered like a giant, His grey eyes was firm as they pierced through her soul, his hair was jet black and slicked back with a gel, and his jawline was sharp!!, He was like a Greek god. “I'm sorry,” she said in a hurry and ran inside the club. “I want to get out of here” she yelled over the loud music for her friend Ciara to hear. She wanted to leave so badly after seeing that very hot man who was HER BOSS!!! and who didn’t seem to recognize her.

she chuckled, rosy cheeks on full display as she glanced at my eyes and backed away. “Oh you can stare at me as much as you want my gorgeous mate,” I teased. “And you’re not a weirdo. I mean, I’m the one always staring at you, at near stalker level…. Actually, no, just stalker level. Maybe even mega-huge stalker level. It’s honestly hard to look at anything else since I first looked at you. I mean the whole world is so dull in comparison.” That really set her cheeks ablaze. She tried to sit up to avoid looking at me but I just moved over her, placing my arms on either side of her. I heard her breathing hitch.

So to see her staring so intently at me, her gaze unwavering, makes me want to know more about who this mysterious woman is. I stepped into the cage and watched her follow my lead. Her eyes are unwavering from mine as she continues to gaze at me. Perhaps in lust? I could see her cheeks begin to turn a slight shade of pink as her eyes continued running up and down my body. Then as if she realized she had become distracted, she shook her head and shifted into a ready pose.

She ordered absentmindedly. I wanted to have small talk and all with her but I noticed a stare on my body so I whipped my head to the back, I saw a man staring at me intently and glaring at me, making me look back to see if it was June he was giving the bad eye or me, but June looked so unfazed about anything so I know the death stare is for me.

Her chest heaved, and her eyelids fluttered as she shook her head a bit from side to side. When her body stopped shaking, she opened her eyes and noticed that everyone was staring at her. Her gaze slowly travelled up to the stage, and they connected with Aiden's. He smirked and held her gaze for a few more seconds. She couldn’t help it but to stare back, even though she was embarrassed. Aiden’s eyes seemed as if they were peering into her soul. He was a bit worried as he looked at Katherine, but he didn't want to make things obvious, so he cleared his throat, averted his eyes and continued his speech. The crowd pivoted their attentions back to him as he threw in a few jokes here and there.

i turn to make my own coffee,feeling her gaze on me so I turn to stare at her, while sipping my coffee. "What?".she murmurs.blowing on her coffee and taking small sips. "Nothing". "Stop staring at me like that,". "Like what"..I turn fully to her .Her eyes trail down my body..lingering on the bulge in my shorts..snapping out of it.she stares into my eyes.anger flaring in them.like she is angry for her reaction to my body. "Like I am a prey..like you want to hunt me". She snaps.

Her gaze bouncing between me and the door. “Huh?” I drift my gaze to her distractedly wondering why she's asking then remembering seeing someone in a half-squat, literally bouncing on their toes and staring intensely at an empty spot, would make me think something was wrong too. I give her a little smile, “Uh no. Nothing's wrong.” She stares at me for a moment, before nodding accepting my answer and makes to walk away. But on second thought, “Sorry, can I ask you something?” She pauses, making a U-turn back to where I am still squatting and gives me a huge megawatt smile, which kind of creeps me out a bit. “Sure. What is it?”

She kept up the chatter—shopping stories, flight complaints, anything except what was clearly weighing on her. I listened. And waited. Eventually she trailed off and sighed. “Stop staring at me like that. ” “I’m not staring.” “Yes you are.” “I’m drinking my coffee and listening to you.” “You can do all three.” I shrugged. She rolled her eyes, then looked away. Then finally she exhaled. “I’m fine.” “I know. I didn't say a word.” “Then stop looking at me like that.” “Like what exactly?” “Like you already know something.”

she asked staring at me. "What?" I asked her in a confused tone to which she shook her head. "Nothing!" she mumbled before walking out of the room while I immediately followed her realizing what is she talking about and stopped her before she can turn the knob. "I will never react like I want to. Staying near both of you is my top priority." I mumbled holding her hand on the knob to which she turned to stare at me. At that moment I expected so many things like she will just take her hand away or harshly say that my words mean nothing or say that she doesn't want to stay near me. But then it turned out she just stood there in silence while staring at me with a confused look.