Sterling’s POV:
I laughed as she wriggled and squirmed, trying to get out of my hold. Pulling back just a bit farther, I flipped us so that I was over her once more, pinning her down so she would be easier to tickle.
“Never! You’re mine, now,” I laughed, continuing to run my fingers down her sides.
Eden’s POV:
I laughed, trying to escape from under him but failing to do so. At this point, my jaw and stomach both were hurting from laughing too much, and I was getting breathless.
I was so going to have my revenge.
“I am already yours!” I said in between my laughter, trying to push him away.
Sterling’s POV:
Finally, I stoped tickling her, grinning down at her. “Good,” I chuckled before collapsing dramatically onto her. “Oh no… Gravity is increasing on me!”
Eden’s POV:
I let out a ‘oof’ when Sterling collapsed on me, letting out a laugh.
“You drama queen,” I said from underneath him. “You’re heavy!”
I’d never tested myself to see if Sterling was ticklish, too, so I decided to try it myself. I ran my fingers along his side, hoping to receive a response.
If I didn’t, I would die by his hands.
Sterling’s POV:
My sides twitched as Eden ran her fingers along them. I know she was trying to tickle me, but she would be thoroughly disappointed unless she tried in a very specific spot. (It’s his feet, but don’t tell him I told you that…) It did tickle a little bit, but not enough that I would react the way she wanted me to.
“Gosh, stop that,” I muttered, rolling off of her and tugging her close once more. “That feels weird…”
Eden’s POV:
I sighed, extremely disappointed. He wasn’t ticklish. That sucked. I tangled my legs in his own, looking up into his eyes and sighing with disappointment.
“I wish I didn’t need glasses to see you clearly…” I murmured, his face blurry in my vision. I could make the basic outlines of his face, but everything was like… blobs (?) of color.
Sterling’s POV:
I cupped her face in my hands and pressed a kiss to her forehead before wrapping my arms around her. “I know… But at least you can still see. That’s good enough for me. You don’t need to have perfect vision,” I said softly, finding a strand of her hair and twirling I around my finger. “If you close your eyes, can you picture what I look like?”
Eden’s POV:
I leaned into his embrace, smiling softly as he twirled my hair. I closed my eyes.
“Easily…” I murmured in reply. “I can imagine you. That infuriating smirk of yours, your hair, that hypnotizing smile of yours…”
Sterling’s POV:
I grinned as I heard her speaking, my arms tightening around her. “Good… If you’re ever upset that you can’t see me, just close your eyes and picture me, okay?” I murmured.
Eden’s POV:
I gripped him tightly, digging my face in his chest.
“Mhm, I’ll do that,” I murmured. “But it doesn’t compare to seeing the real thing, you know? I can’t imagine the twinkle in your eyes, and that sucks.”
Sterling’s POV:
“Then maybe you just have to see it more. Look at my eyes more often. I can tell you with the utmost certainty that I will not mind,” I said with a soft chuckle. “Because then I just get to look right back into your gorgeous blue eyes…”
Eden’s POV:
My breath hitched in my throat at his last words and I was glad I had my face buried in his chest.
“Why do you always know what to say?” I murmured, sighing. “I should have you know I do look into your eyes. They’re one of my favorite things about you.”
Sterling’s POV:
Gosh, she was precious… I loved how easily I could fluster her with even the simplest things. It was adorable.
“I know you do… I’ve caught you more times than I’ve let you know,” I murmured back, kissing the top of her head. “And your eyes are one of my favorite things about you, too.”
Eden’s POV:
I smiled.
“Well, it is a given. We make eye contact a lot,” I chuckled softly. “And I’m glad. That you like my eyes, I mean.”
Sterling’s POV:
I pulled back and reconnected our lips softly. “I love you,” I murmured against her without breaking the kiss. “So much…”
(Puked????)
Eden’s POV:
I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I love you, too,” I replied in a soft whisper. “More than anything.”
(I… have no idea… Idek what I meant…)
Sterling’s POV:
“Good… I’m glad…” I chuckled a bit, leaving her lips to press kisses to her nose, her cheeks, her forehead, and her eyelids.
(Pulled??)
Eden’s POV:
I turned to goo in his embrace, his kisses leaving me completely defenseless. I sunk into him, sighing happily.
“I’m cold,” I murmured.
Sterling’s POV:
I smirked a little against her forehead, where my lips had landed once more.
“Normally, I would make a comment about how I could help with that, but right now I’m just going to ask if you want a hot cocoa,” I said, pulling back to look at her.
Eden’s POV:
I glared at him before rolling my eyes.
“Some clothes would help,” I muttered sarcastically before pulling a smile. “And yes, hot cocoa would do wonders.”
Sterling's POV:
"Tsk. I think it's better without," I declared, letting my gaze drift over her before bringing it back up to her eyes. "But I'll go make us some hot cocoa."
Eden’s POV:
My body trembled as he looked me over before his eyes met mine.
I nodded mutely, unable to form words, my throat suddenly very dry.
Sterling's POV:
I smirked down at her, aware of the effect I had on her. Maybe I shouldn't tease her so much… I had promised to try to tone it down a little, after all… But how could I, when she was right there in all her glorious beauty?
"I'll be right back," I promised, kissing her quickly before I climbed out of bed.
I grabbed a pair of underwear and pulled it on — making sure I was in sight of Eden, of course — hen made my way to the kitchen. After a few minutes of mixing hot cocoa up, I grabbed the two steaming mugs and headed back to the bedroom.
As I entered, I leaned against the doorframe with a smirk. "Miss me?"
Eden’s POV:
I promise you, I tried looking away as he wore his underwear, but I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help it, okay? He was just so attractive.
When he left, I pulled myself to my feet, wore my glasses, and walked over to the closet, picking out the undergarments I could wear. After I wore those, I looked through Sterling’s side of the closet, grabbed his white button-up shirt and pulled it on. I decided to leave my legs bare. I didn’t want to wear pants.
While waiting for Sterling, I decided to brush my hair.
“Miss me?” Sterling’s voice made me look immediately, and there he stood, smirking as he held two mugs of hot cocoa. I stood up, set the brush aside and walked over to him.
“Extremely,” I have a small pout, deciding to tease him as well. “You missed the show.” I referred to me wearing my clothes, and I didn’t need to elaborate for him to understand.
Sterling's POV:
I frowned a little as I looked her over. Dang, she's gotten dressed… But, also, dang…
In my shirt, which was way too big. And happened to be white, so it was slightly transparent. I could see what she wore under it, just faintly, and couldn't help my eyes traveling up and down her a few times.
"You sure know how to get to a man, don't you?" I muttered, blinking away the arousal in my eyes as I made my way to the bed.
Eden’s POV:
I visibly shivered as his eyes looked at me several times—from my face to my feet, taking in each and every detail. His eyes flashed with an emotion I was incredibly familiar with—and proud of it, too, because it meant I made that emotion appear—, making me turn hot.
But I didn’t let that get to me that much this time. I smiled despite the blush on my cheeks.
“No, Sterling,” I shook my head as I walked towards him. “I know how to get to you.”
Sterling's POV:
I hummed my agreement as I set the mugs down on the nightstand. With a small groan, I rubbed at my eyes and sat down.
"If you keep going like this, those clothes might end up with the other ones," I declared lowly, my face still buried in my hands.
Eden’s POV:
I almost choked, covering my mouth as my cheeks flamed.
What else did you expect? You’re teasing him. Of course he’s going to retaliate.
“Well, that’s not very fair, is it?” I complained, bending down next to him and grabbing his arms. “You tease me all you want but when I do it, you become like this. How unfair.”
Sterling's POV:
"Who says you can't do the same?" I muttered, pulling my hand away from my face to look at her fully.
I wanted her to see what she did to me, how much she tortured me when she was like this. Admittedly, though, I liked it. It was incredibly attractive when she tried to tease me.
She tended to get sassy when she did this, reminding me of how she was before I managed to win her over. She got that tone in her voice, one that was smoother, but deadlier as well. And it was so deadly. I felt like it was slowly killing me every time she spoke to me like that.
(May I very subtly remind that this is page 69, so if Eden and Sterling want to play around, now is the time before it’s too late and we go to page 70)