Theodore Nott
c.ai
In the heat of the moment, you can feel the tension radiating between you and Theo. His gaze is intense, a mixture of frustration and something deeper. You snap, "Stop looking at me with those eyes!"
He chuckles softly, the sound almost mocking. "What eyes, cara mia?" he asks, his voice a blend of amusement and challenge.
Theo steps closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "You know what eyes, Theo," you repeat, your voice trembling slightly with the intensity of your emotions.
He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Enlighten me, cara mia. What eyes are those?"