Tristan had been watching her as she finished every last bite, she had looked satisfied, but his eyes had happened to fall on some particle of food stuck close to her mouth. Without thinking he had gotten up and approached her, she had looked shocked until he wiped it off her lips, then their eyes locked.
She'd gazed up at him with her lovely eyes, and orbs that reminded on of the deep seas and icebergs, those eyes seemed to pierce past his surface deep into his soul.
She was breathtaking, magnetically beautiful, even more beautiful than she had been five years ago and even then, it felt like she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. He stared at her never having enough and in that moment he seemed to forget everything.
All of it dissipated to this, the warmth of her right in front of him, the softness of her lip beneath his touch where his hand had lingered.
