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by the sparkles that gleamed in his beautiful
gaze. Landon’s jaw twitched faintly, it was as if he understood what I was
communicating. His eyes were a mix of awe and something I could only describe
as disappointment. What hurt me most about it was that he only seemed to
discern the fear. It wasn’t what I aimed for. Although it was there, it was more
like an indelible mark, than anything else.
Landon pushed to his feet as soon as the music faded out.
He moved swiftly and extended his hand to me. I stood carefully, pulled the guitar over my head, and
laid it on the floor.
“We’ll be right back with you.”
Landon cut in on the unbearable silence that governed the
room.
He walked me towards the kitchen, and into the backyard.
He stopped abruptly and turned me to him.
“What’s wrong?” I could hear the concern in my voice.
Landon pushed a rebelled curl, and locked his gaze on
mine. His eyes were a scorching gray and searching.
“Why did you choose that song Clea?” He spoke slowly; his
tone was smothering and undecipherable.
I frowned, “What do you mean?”
“What do you think it means?” He prompted.
I didn’t want to discuss it and risk ruining everything. I
knew he wouldn't understand what I meant. It wasn't worth it anyway.
“It’s nothing baby.” I went with my reassuring tone and
smiled at him.
“Ever since my birthday-special massage, I developed a
great fondness for Lana Del Rey’ songs and I wanted to sing one.”
I brought my palm against his cheek; the light stubble
sent a shiver through me.
He stilled his hand against it and brushed a kiss.
“So you think I’m screwed up?”
I swallowed and shook my head.
“No, I think you’re brilliant, hot, and mine.”
His smile broadened for a beat.
“What about dangerous, tainted, and flawed?”
I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around him.
“Why do you focus on the lyrics? It’s just a song baby.”
He squeezed me in his arms.
“It wasn’t just a song when I was the one singing.”
He sounded hurt, but I chose to let it slide and wait for
tomorrow. I didn’t want to waste the day I had planned for us.
I pulled from him. “You know Mr. Davis?” I said, smiling
at him, “It’s just my opinion, but I think you focused on the wrong lyrics.”
I turned to walk back inside the house.
“But as I said, it’s only my opinion.”
Landon grabbed me, easing my back to his chest, and spoke
into my ear.
“Is that so Miss Opinionated?”
He slid his hand under my elastic band and slid one long
finger. My breath caught.
“I sense some defiance in your tone.”
The rasp in his voice added to the feel of his long,
dexterous finger, made my insides quiver.
“But it’s just my opinion.” He prompted sarcastically.
I gathered my courage and pulled his arm away.
It took a lot of strength to fight Landon Davis off, but
my determination fueled me.
I suppressed a smile, watching the baffled expression on
his beautiful face.
“Did I forget to mention that I’m on a Landon-free diet?”
“What the fuck is a Landon-Free diet?”
The confusion in his eyes did nothing to hide the
bafflement in his voice.
“What do you think it is?” I grinned stepping away
carefully.
I had made the decision earlier in the day. I didn’t want
the sex to be all the connection we had, especially when I was about to admit
my feelings to him. I had no guarantee that I was dense enough to turn him
away, but I was willing to do my best.
I also needed the reassurance that he could accept it.
I cherished the look on his face. It didn’t hurt to feel
desired, even though we were together less than one hour earlier.
“Are you saying that I can’t touch you?” I recognized the
manipulation in his tone.
I swallowed hard, glancing down at my watch.
“No.” My voice came out small.
“No I can’t touch you, or no, you’re not saying that I
can’t touch you?”
I shook my head.
“You can touch me, but that’s it.”
His jaw
gaze. Landon’s jaw twitched faintly, it was as if he understood what I was
communicating. His eyes were a mix of awe and something I could only describe
as disappointment. What hurt me most about it was that he only seemed to
discern the fear. It wasn’t what I aimed for. Although it was there, it was more
like an indelible mark, than anything else.
Landon pushed to his feet as soon as the music faded out.
He moved swiftly and extended his hand to me. I stood carefully, pulled the guitar over my head, and
laid it on the floor.
“We’ll be right back with you.”
Landon cut in on the unbearable silence that governed the
room.
He walked me towards the kitchen, and into the backyard.
He stopped abruptly and turned me to him.
“What’s wrong?” I could hear the concern in my voice.
Landon pushed a rebelled curl, and locked his gaze on
mine. His eyes were a scorching gray and searching.
“Why did you choose that song Clea?” He spoke slowly; his
tone was smothering and undecipherable.
I frowned, “What do you mean?”
“What do you think it means?” He prompted.
I didn’t want to discuss it and risk ruining everything. I
knew he wouldn't understand what I meant. It wasn't worth it anyway.
“It’s nothing baby.” I went with my reassuring tone and
smiled at him.
“Ever since my birthday-special massage, I developed a
great fondness for Lana Del Rey’ songs and I wanted to sing one.”
I brought my palm against his cheek; the light stubble
sent a shiver through me.
He stilled his hand against it and brushed a kiss.
“So you think I’m screwed up?”
I swallowed and shook my head.
“No, I think you’re brilliant, hot, and mine.”
His smile broadened for a beat.
“What about dangerous, tainted, and flawed?”
I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around him.
“Why do you focus on the lyrics? It’s just a song baby.”
He squeezed me in his arms.
“It wasn’t just a song when I was the one singing.”
He sounded hurt, but I chose to let it slide and wait for
tomorrow. I didn’t want to waste the day I had planned for us.
I pulled from him. “You know Mr. Davis?” I said, smiling
at him, “It’s just my opinion, but I think you focused on the wrong lyrics.”
I turned to walk back inside the house.
“But as I said, it’s only my opinion.”
Landon grabbed me, easing my back to his chest, and spoke
into my ear.
“Is that so Miss Opinionated?”
He slid his hand under my elastic band and slid one long
finger. My breath caught.
“I sense some defiance in your tone.”
The rasp in his voice added to the feel of his long,
dexterous finger, made my insides quiver.
“But it’s just my opinion.” He prompted sarcastically.
I gathered my courage and pulled his arm away.
It took a lot of strength to fight Landon Davis off, but
my determination fueled me.
I suppressed a smile, watching the baffled expression on
his beautiful face.
“Did I forget to mention that I’m on a Landon-free diet?”
“What the fuck is a Landon-Free diet?”
The confusion in his eyes did nothing to hide the
bafflement in his voice.
“What do you think it is?” I grinned stepping away
carefully.
I had made the decision earlier in the day. I didn’t want
the sex to be all the connection we had, especially when I was about to admit
my feelings to him. I had no guarantee that I was dense enough to turn him
away, but I was willing to do my best.
I also needed the reassurance that he could accept it.
I cherished the look on his face. It didn’t hurt to feel
desired, even though we were together less than one hour earlier.
“Are you saying that I can’t touch you?” I recognized the
manipulation in his tone.
I swallowed hard, glancing down at my watch.
“No.” My voice came out small.
“No I can’t touch you, or no, you’re not saying that I
can’t touch you?”
I shook my head.
“You can touch me, but that’s it.”
His jaw
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