When he locked eyes with me, his touch was so gentle it sent a shiver down my spine. “Did you just call me handsome?” “I’m pretty sure I was talking about Eiran.” “I don’t think you were.” He licked his lips again, and although he seemed to be absently doing the move, it was utterly infuriating. “It’s okay if you think I’m handsome.” “I also think you’re an ass, but you’re really clinging to the handsome thing, aren’t you?” “I am.” The smile in his voice made me step forward mindlessly.
