As soon as I turned the flashlight of my phone on, I saw him. Like I literally saw him. His midnight eyes were gazing at me, for once his eyes weren't cold. They held insecurities I never saw before. Those midnight orbs were like Mariana Trench. Immensely and mysteriously deep.
His eyes were trying to hold back his emotions. Trying to hold back his fears. I swallowed nervously when he scooted a little closer to me. I might have mistaken it, if our knees wouldn't have brushed against each other. I squeezed his hand, letting him know he wasn't alone in the little, dark office.
"You need to take deep breaths, Sir." I said softly, moving in front of him, so that his eyes were focused on me and only me.
"I'm fine, Miss Wilson." He gritted out, trying out pull his hand out of mine and I ro
