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He held her gaze when she turned, unable to look away from her uniquely colored eyes until he looked down to her mouth as she spoke. You have me there, he replied, a smile tilting one side of his mouth. It was dangerous, indulging himself with her company, but for some reason, he didn't really care right now. 

Even when she looked away, his own gaze remained on her face, studying it's curves as she spoke. But the subject of her question made him look away. He gave a shrug of his muscular shoulders. I'm not sure, he lied. He didn't want to spoil this with his past. And her concern made him feel guilty for some reason. Quickly he shifted the conversation to her and asked: Why aren't you sleeping?