Stirring Things Up

It seemed that Ava could feel someone pinching her face. She furrowed her brows and instinctively tried to swat away the discomfort.

 

Nathan recoiled in fright but after Ava showed no further reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief. In a bit of retaliatory spirit, he pinched her cheek again, a hint of gritted teeth in his action.

 

"That's for scaring me."

 

Despite the teasing, Nathan carefully carried Ava back to her room. After tucking her in, he sat in the room for a while.

 

Observing Ava's flushed, sleeping face, Nathan propped his chin on his hand and watched her closely. Sometimes this woman seemed quite feminine and surprisingly attractive.

 

Almost bewitched, Nathan reached out to touch Ava's nose, eyes, and lips, his gaze finally resting on her lips. Her lips were beautifully shaped, lush and red, stirring an impulse in him to kiss them.