Violet laughed, pausing in her sketching. “I can’t even express how happy this makes me.” “What?” I snapped, frowning and smiling at the same time. “This sappy, googly-eyed look over a man like Gareth.” I didn’t protest the look, because I was well aware. “What kind of man is he?” “Super dark and broody. And delicious.” She had no idea.
