Except as I lifted my hands, his gaze shifted over my shoulder. A slow smile stretched across his mouth. Soft lips. Straight, white teeth. Sparkling eyes. That smile was breathtaking. My heart fluttered for just a moment until I realized I wasn’t the person who’d earned that smile. It wasn’t for me. And I shouldn’t want it for my own. Gods, what was wrong with me? What was it about him that stuck?
