173 You are Going to Kill Me

Warning: Might be slightly unsuitable for underage

Neil stepped over slowly and his gaze trained on that woman. 

"Sleep." Edith scooted over to a side and patted the bed. "Come here. Darling, accompany me to sleep."

A chuckle escaped him, knowing that this woman literally meant sleeping and not anything else. He pinched at her cheek to vent his frustration, but suddenly, Edith grabbed his wrist and with a tug, Neil fell on top of her.

The two stared at each other silently in that position and their eyes could only see each other.

 Neil felt her breaths caressing his face and his body began to heat up. His gaze started to trail down to her nose, then to her lips…

"Darling?"

"Hmm?" His gaze went back to hers. At this time, Edith was staring back at him with her eyes wide.

"Why are you so good looking?"

Edith continued to stare at him and watched as his lips slowly curved into a smile.