Drinking Games: Felix, Lily & Open
"Just your wonderful company, I think," Lily said softly, the hand that was curled around his forearm squeezing gently, as if she were perfectly happy to stay in his arms. She turned her head to look at him properly, their noses mere inches apart. "And I wouldn't look so confused if I were you, it's hard being the new girl."
Her hand slipped down to his wrist, fingertips touching his skin again, just reinforcing that same thought as before, and that he wanted to tighten his hold on her, wanted to not let go of her, keep her close. It was intoxicating in itself, the use of her powers. It gave her a thrill the likes of which she had never felt before, and she enjoyed being the centre of someone's attention.
"But you, you I like."
And she did. Gosh, he was beautiful. And right now, she was the centre of his world. And that was exactly what she wanted.