He opens the door and gestures the guys through, taking hold of my upper arm in a gentle grip as I move to pass him. I look up at him, our eyes meeting. His are filled with such fire, the grey is molten and swirling with emotion. “‘Did my heart love till now? Foreswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.’” I'm utterly spellbound, unable to utter so much as a single syllable. Did he just...? Did Ash just tell me...? No. He was just saying I look nice.
