I landed into something hard—solid, unmovable—but also unfairly soft at the same time, which was honestly confusing enough that my brain decided to lag for a second.
"Wh—"
My vision swam slightly from the sudden pull, and it took me a moment to realize exactly what position I had ended up in. And when I did, I froze.
I was sitting on someone's lap.
'…Excuse me? Why did this bastard—'
The thought didn't even finish forming because suddenly, I felt a gaze.
It was a full-on, intense, 'I-have-locked-onto-you-and-you-are-now-my-problem' kind of stare.
I slowly looked up and immediately regretted it.
Because wow.
His eyes.
His right eye was a clear, striking green, sharp and focused.
But his left…
His left was something else entirely. A strange mix of blue and red, like colors that had no business being together but somehow worked in a way that felt illegal, hypnotic, and distracting.
My gaze, traitor that it was, kept going.
Sharp jawline.
Clean features.
