~Lewis~
I want to kiss those lips so badly.
"Are you blushing?" His voice carries an innocent tone, though his eyes betray an amusement that suggests he finds my struggle entertaining.
"No," I reply, attempting to deny the obvious.
He runs a hand through his hair, pushing it back from his face, and damn if he didn't look so stunning.
"Did I make you stutter?" he asks, raising an eyebrow, awaiting my response. I nod, feeling ensnared in a trance. It's as if I'm being hypnotized by this alluring vixen.
"Words, Lewis," he demands, a frown forming on his face as he takes a seat on the edge of the bed, shamelessly disregarding the evident bulge in the hoodie. My mind becomes hazy as he leans backward, supporting his body with his elbows on his sides. He opens his legs wide, pulling the ho
