•Leiara•
My eyes unwillingly snap open at the sound of his voice. At how calm and chilling it causes goosebumps to spread on my skin.
My eyes, wide open, stare into his that are calm and steady.
"Have you calmed down yet?" He asks again, peering steadily into my eyes.
As if hit with a realization that this is Colson I'm staring at, my body jerks backward, threatening to fall.
But Colson is quick to move one hand up my back and stops me from falling.
"You!" His brows wrinkle in exasperation but he simply sighs and holds back whatever he wanted to say.
"Stay still," he says.
He gently adjusts me on his lap, straightens me up and holds me in place by the waist.
I'm numb and dumbfounded. My brain can't seem to compute the current situation we are in.
Never in a million years did I think I'd find myself sitting on Colson's lap. And never had I thought he'd hold me so close like this without feeling repulsed.
Am I perhaps, dreaming?
