My Eyes Are Up Here

218 Words

Everything I touch isn't dark enough

Will's lips twitched into a small smile and he followed her out of the closet to where her shoes had been kicked off. Her question was all he'd been thinking about and his smile fell dramatically, "Too long, love. Too long." And that was no exaggeration. The old fogies gathered weekly and even still they could find things to discuss far into the the night. Evangeline was not one to kick anyone out at a certain time either, she'd always been a night owl anyway.

"C'mon, we'll make the most of it anyway." He tugged on her hand and headed down the hallway. With his fingers laced through hers, he could only hope that the party ended early miraculously. Or that they could be excused from it early on. The main focus was more on the twins than it was on him anyway. But the focus also happened to be on his date, and who could blame them?

Walking through the doors of the ballroom, he took a deep breath and put on a smile, glancing down at her, "Be prepared for lots of questions, Angel. Lots and lots of questions."

I've turned into a monster and it keeps getting stronger