His eyes flare wide, large flecks of amber burn trapped in their depths, it makes me shiver because I’ve never seen them so clearly before. I tremble, his eyes are eating me alive, they rove my face, I suck the stubborn edge of his bottom lip into my mouth. Still he doesn’t move. He’s frozen. I begin to shiver violently. Aghast at what I’ve done, I close my eyes to block out the disgust which will leap into his eyes any moment. I lean back, breaking our lips apart. Shame snakes like bile through my mouth, making it bitter, bringing back the cold from the river. Maybe I’d been mistaken? I’d gotten my signals messed up and he is now wondering what kind of slut his brother is involved with. With shaking hands, I draw back, keeping my eyes cowardly closed. He doesn’t let me. “Open your eyes Angie,” he commands softly. “No, I can’t,” I reply brokenly.
