Catching Red Eyes

The hallway was long and at the end were double doors that the guards pushed back and inside was on the biggest buffet tables I had ever seen. The door closed behind us, leaving us completely alone. Every single breakfast food you could imagine was there. My eyes lit up and I grabbed a plate and started filling it. I could feel Harry watching me but I didn’t care because in that moment, I was starving.

I brought my plate to the enormous dining room table and waited for Harry to come sit down with me. He had brought over a cup of tea with a few biscuits. I looked down at my massive pile of food but honestly I felt comfortable sitting next to him and eating.

“I like that you eat. Not many girls like to eat around me.”

“Well, don’t date models then.”

Oh my God, I did not just say that. I wouldn’t be surprised if he called his bodyguards right now and had me thrown out. I held my breath. I went to open my mouth to apologize but he cut me off with his laughing. I loved his laugh.
“You’re right, I shouldn’t. They can learn a thing or two about eating from you.”

I took a breath. He wasn’t pissed I made the comment. I continued eating while he watched me and sipped his tea. After I had cleared my plate, I pushed it out in front of me. Now what?
I looked up at him. His green eyes were looking into mine like he could read my soul.

“You are very beautiful, Rowan.”

I broke his gaze and looked down at my hands. My cheeks were so red.

“Do you usually blush this much? I’ve never met anyone to blush quite like you,” he asked leaning over to me.

“Not always.”

“Hmmm…well, I like it. Most people try to pretend with me because of who I am. I can tell you don’t hide.”

“I guess…well, you’re human just like I am so I guess I try to act normal but sometimes it’s hard to keep my blushing under control.”

“Can we play a game?”

I was instantly taken aback. What kind of game? Like monopoly or something else? Was this celebrity into something like kinky? What was going to happen now?

“Relax, Rowan. I am not going to do anything to you”, he said obviously reading my face.

“Well, not if you don’t want me to do anything to you…” His voice trailed off and I felt the pull in my lower stomach region. His eyes were a darker shade of green now and my breath caught in my throat for the umpteenth time with him.

“I want to know about you”, he said, his eyes returning to his normal shade and a curious look was now on his face.

“Um, ok, like what?” I asked, playing with my napkin.

“Where are you from?”

“Red Bank, New Jersey. It’s by the beach.”

“Parents?”

“My mom stays at home with our dogs and my dad is an ER doctor.”

“Goals?”

“Graduate school this summer and find a journalism job in the city. I also want to see the world before life gets too crazy. And I want to write a book one day about something and get it published. I also want to learn how to drive a boat, not like a huge one, but a normal sized one. I also want to learn how to garden and grow flowers from seeds instead of buying them.
Oh, and maybe write a screenplay for a movie.”

Harry looked taken aback by my answer but intrigued.

“What?”

“Nothing, I just always hear the same thing from the girls I know. Clothing line, model for this and that but you…you have much more interesting goals.”

I shrugged and waited for the next question but Harry’s face wasn’t a curious one anymore, it was like a hunger but not for food. I didn’t know what to do but sit and watch him.

“Come with me.”

I got up and he took my hand. We walked over to the patio doors and he opened them, exposing the outside world of New York City. We were so high up that I could see some of the tops of the other buildings around us. I took the view in while Harry stared at me. I felt his stare and I turned to him. He took a step closer and the sweet woodsy smell was overwhelming me. Every fiber of my being was screaming for him to kiss me. I needed him to kiss me. I parted my lips and stared into his eyes…waiting…

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