Too quietly for anyone else but him to hear, I say, “No, you weren’t. You’re lying.” Now that gets his attention. Adrian turns and levels me with the full weight of his dark eyes. My breath hitches, half-fear and half-surprise. His eyes, framed by long, inky lashes, are so dark they might as well be black – and even more hollow than they look from a distance. He gives me a once-over that does not feel like the appreciative glance a teenage boy would give a teenage girl but something else entirely. Like he’s sizing me up.
why did this immediately remind me of when you suddenly realize that an apex predator has noticed you for the first time
