Chapter 20
- His eyes met mine and I realized I was hopelessly staring again, so I brought the glass up to my lips and took a sip, just to do something with myself.
- His eyes fell on my mouth -my heart quaked- then he looked back up to meet my gaze, dark eyes gleaming. “That looks good. I’ll have some.”
- Heat blossomed beneath my skin at his words. He was talking about juice. Juice. But why was I thinking of something totally naughty?