Something in the Way
She always hoped the world couldn't see the blush that crossed her face when his eyes met hers. She hoped that their friends couldn't see the sly smile that he had or the way his eyes roamed her body whenever they all hung out, but she knew that the two of them were obvious. She knew it bordered on disgusting behavior.
He didn't care. It had been too long since he could affect anyone in this sort of way. He relished the knowledge that he could have such an impact on her. He often sat across from her when the group was around, just out of her reach. It made her yearn for his touch, the thought of her want and desire for him would color her cheeks. It delighted him more than anything. He wanted her truly in all of the ways that he could have her. He couldn't stop the gaze that fell over her body and he didn't want to.
He needed her if there was honesty in his thought. She had given him hope, a home, and a family of election. He had given her nothing but she still gave herself to him. She still shared her life freely and allowed herself to be safe in his arms.
So while she was embarrassed by their behavior, he was proud and satisfied and that was the reason that the sly smile always escaped from his lips. He wanted everyone to know that she was his. He wanted her to always feel his love and desire for her.
He paused in his thoughts to make a wish that she would always blush in these moments, and though she was embarrassed and maybe a little annoyed at her lack of self control, she hoped that he always gave her a reason to.


















