“They look more like they did before. They’re mostly green again.” “Really?” I blinked. “Are the other colors still there?” He nodded. “But they’re like flecks now instead of blotches.” “That sounds—” “Beautiful,” he interrupted, kissing the tips of my fingers. “And I think I know why.” “Do tell?” “I fucked you hard enough to change your eyes.” Another loud laugh erupted from me. “I’m sure that’s what did it.” The smile that tugged at his lips this time was wider, and the dimple in his right cheek winked to life. “Maybe it has to do with your current mood,” he said. “Although, I do prefer my
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