Willow POV.
I look up at his and his blue eyes are burning down at me. It shocks me, he isn't the most attentive man in the world, his mind seems to be every where but me. I feel little fleeting bits of care from him but the way he looks at me now is like he sees all of me, taking in every little detail. I feel so exposed but at the same time my heart is beating in my throat.
How is he so good looking?
How is his eyesight so intimidating?
I open my mouth. I have no idea what to actually say all I know is I have to break this intensity. His blue eyes finally leave me and flick towards the door.
"s**t"
That is not what I was expecting. He jumps up at such a speed I would have been thrown off the bed but he cradles me to lay back down and throws the sheet over me. He gathers his cloth
