My gaze pulled to him as if he held some sort of magnetic force. There was a darkness swirling around him. It was more than just his hair and the tattoos covering his hands. That darkness was in him. More than that, a deep sadness. “What?” he snapped. I jumped. Anger quickly followed on the heels of his startling. I hated the idea of Trace knowing he affected me so deeply. “I was just wondering why you’re so sad.”
