His irises were so big, it felt like I was drowning in that deep, rich purple as I stared at him, our noses almost touching. “Why do you keep looking at my mouth, Hunter?” Edin murmured, his voice so low it rumbled through me, tightening my stomach. I refused to lean back, to back away from the challenge, even though there was no way I’d be able to bring myself to try and kiss him again.
