His hands catch my arms to steady me, and I breathe in and out, which makes it worse since now his smell is all around me. “Um,” I start to say, and then I look up, and his brown eyes are dark with just a little gold on the inside. “You forgot your lunch,” I say softly, and he smiles a big megawatt smile. It’s a smile that lights up his whole face like you would when you win a race or, in his case, win some cup.
