She taps a paintbrush against her bottom lip. Blue paint. Cerulean.
"You’ve got good bones," she murmurs, more to herself than to me. Her eyes trace the line of my collarbone like she’s reading braille.
She leans closer. Her breath is mint and coffee. The world narrows to the space between her pupil and mine.
"Perspective is everything," Bella says, finally looking directly down into the lens of my eyes. She smiles. It’s crooked. It’s a little bit dangerous. "From down there, I look like the whole sky, don't I?"
"Don't move," she says, but her voice isn't a command. It's a velvet rope. Stay here. It's nicer inside the club.
I can't answer. My throat is dry.
-bangpov- Bella Rose - An Amazing Point Of View... -
She taps a paintbrush against her bottom lip. Blue paint. Cerulean.
"You’ve got good bones," she murmurs, more to herself than to me. Her eyes trace the line of my collarbone like she’s reading braille. -BangPOV- Bella Rose - An Amazing Point of View...
She leans closer. Her breath is mint and coffee. The world narrows to the space between her pupil and mine. She taps a paintbrush against her bottom lip
"Perspective is everything," Bella says, finally looking directly down into the lens of my eyes. She smiles. It’s crooked. It’s a little bit dangerous. "From down there, I look like the whole sky, don't I?" " she murmurs
"Don't move," she says, but her voice isn't a command. It's a velvet rope. Stay here. It's nicer inside the club.
I can't answer. My throat is dry.