I looked into Marie’s eyes, and caught myself swimming in the depth of her aura. Something about the depth seemed to pull me in closer by the second. I was lost. It was this very moment where I knew I wanted her. I wanted her deepest, darkest, most fucked up parts that lived beneath the surface. I pulled myself out of my trance-like stare, and sighed. ‘Could he ever love me?’ I thought to myself. I bit my lip and looked to my left.
Marie reached out and grabbed my hand. It took me by surprise and I gasped and pulled away.
“Oh, I am sorry.. I didn’t mean to scare….”
I cut her off “No, its fine.. I.. just didn’t expect it” I stuttered.
“You just looked so deep in thought, I thought you could use a hand.” She said sweetly.
“I appreciate it, I really do” I reached over and grabbed her hand and gave her a quaint smile.
“You smiled with your mouth.”
I gave her a confused look.
“I mean, you smiled with your mouth, but the rest of your face didn’t move.” She said skeptically.
“Oh..” My eyes shifted away from her.
I pursed my lips and shook my head. “Nothing.”
“Don’t lie to me. We’ve talked about this. You know I don’t like lying.” Her voice got quite a bit louder and slightly more intimidating.
I swallowed. “I.. Well.. I think that I.. might have some feelings for you.” I said quietly.
“I know.” She couldn’t have been more sure.
“What? You know? What do you mean?” I said perplexed.
“I’m very good at reading people.” She said as she stared into my eyes.
I was once again pulled in by the depth of her eyes. Could this be real? Could she have been that good at reading me. I hadn’t given any indication that I had even the slightest interest.