devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
'You are so full of shit Saiden Hali, your eyes are brown." Eloise whispered, tears sparkling in her own eyes as she leaned into his touch. Wanting to laugh but finding she hadn't quite enough air in her lungs, she instead leaned his hand against her shoulder, sandwiching it there. This was what she wanted. But why didn't she all the time? Why wasn't she content with a man she knew to be good and true and right for her, in all the ways she could think of? But her eyes wandered, as did her lips, and she didn't know why.
"Okay." She agreed, happy enough to drop the subject given what precious little else she could actually say about it.
"Tell me something." Eloise begged suddenly, her eyes full of longing, wanting nothing more to be swept up in Saiden's arms and lips, but barring that, happy enough to be distracted by anything else he might have on his mind.
"Okay." She agreed, happy enough to drop the subject given what precious little else she could actually say about it.
"Tell me something." Eloise begged suddenly, her eyes full of longing, wanting nothing more to be swept up in Saiden's arms and lips, but barring that, happy enough to be distracted by anything else he might have on his mind.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
