Chapter 75: Champagne Glass Half Full

"I..." Darius stutters again, and I discover he finds it difficult to keep my gaze.

He turns his sights to our surroundings, and I'm forced to follow suit, as the beautiful murals that once made up the walls around us fades underneath, and is replaced by stained glass windows.

Laminated so its various minimal and individual colors glitter.

I lose my breath at the beauty of it, the art, the shimmer gleaming off the glass, everything about it feels, ethereal.

In the best way possible.

"I already told you, perhaps." Darius finally speaks up, pulling my attention.

I stare into his eyes, and I'm not satisfied with his answer.

Beyond all timidness, fear and being tongue-tied whenever I'm around him, I speak.

"That's not good enough." I say, and...I find astonishment in Darius' eyes.

Dear God, what did I just say?

Darius grins.

So seductive.

I feel myself drool.