Turn Around And Look At Me Novels & Stories

Ethan smiled sheepishly as he touched Lincoln’s soft cheek. “And this is just the beginning! Okay, bye! Now wreck me, Ethan! Now!” Ethan laughed, hurriedly undressing, “With all pleasure, my love!” Just The Beginning! Thank You For Reading THE WAY HE LOOKS AT ME ❤️ 💕🫶🫰

asked a voice behind me. I turned around, startled by the unexpected voice behind me. I debated whether to pretend I didn’t hear him and choose to walk away as an escape, but that would be dramatic to a huge degree. So, I did the best thing I could think of. I put the cupcake in my mouth and turned around to wave at the person behind me. I would recognize that voice anywhere. When I turned around, I almost wished I had run. It was Joe Bandit.

I swallowed, the lump in my throat painfully tight. Armando looked unfazed, watching me carefully. “Now I will only say this once,” he said, his tone deadly calm. “Turn around, bitch!”

He turns. Our eyes meet. And I realize just how completely fucked I am.

I turned to him. He looked back at me with a smirk on his face. “Your smile.” …

Sia's cool hand on my flat stomach jerks me back to the present. "So what do you say?". "It's not going to be right", I mumble. He scoffs. "Like you have ever cared about what is right". "I have, but how would you know?". "Am I getting a yes or..." I sigh. "Sia, I don't know if you know but.." He cuts in. "Turn around". "What?" "Turn around. I want to look at you while I speak". I give in to his demand. I look at Sia, my eyes fixed on his face. I dare not look away afraid I'll stare at his erection.

I refuse to turn around to look at him, afraid I'd break down. But I needed to know that he was okay. I needed to know that I didn't fuck everything up. I could feel his eyes penetrating through me, trying to get me to turn around. I held my breath when he suddenly grip my shoulder. His warmth seeping through my bones. "Yes. Please look at me Bella." He pleaded. I pressed my lips together, unable to not listen to him. It was like he was in command of my body and I found myself turning around to stare at him. His eyes gleamed heavily with pain as he stared at me with an unwavering glance.

I asked As she turned around, my breath caught in my throat, looking at how beautiful she looked. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

She looked at it for a moment. She looked back at me.

The figure turns their gaze toward me, and I feel the weight of their stare even through the glass. This can’t be happening.