Consciousness and pride

Shawn, delicately held her chin with one hand. He turned her head aside and with his other hand he cleaned her cheeks lightly moving his fingers over and over her cheeks.

Firstly Tamara was looking at his tattooed hands, when she gazed into his eyes she was slowly drawning into a sweet emotion which was foreign for her. She saw something in his eyes similar to herself, like it was other part of her.

His eyes were reflecting the concern one can find in in eyes of someone who is related to her with blood. She know that he is nice person but she didn’t know what is there in his past that everyone calls him a criminal.

When Shawn’s eyes met with Tamara’s he slowly moved back his hands and looked down, he was feeling shy the way Tamara was looking at him. It was not first time for him that any female was looking at him like this, but the feeling of consciousness he get from Tamara’s gaze made him realize that somewhere in her side she was having something for him.