“His pale irises had grown as dark as his intentions, lids heavy.”

“His irises were pale with a dark ring, gray like his self-designed uniform…”

“His lips were parted, lids heavy. This moment might not be about him and me, about two bodies unified in pleasure or anything profound, but goddamn he looked good. Looked exactly as he felt— strong and big and one hundred percent in control. And I felt exactly as he surely saw me, a hungry vessel, eager to please, at the mercy of his cock.”

“Behind narrowed lids his eyes were ice, and they followed my every motion...”

“His eyes looked pale green this afternoon, the color of corroded copper.”

“I’m gonna fall in love with you,” Kelly said. His words hung in the darkness, bright as candle flames.”

“Laurel had gotten plenty of head in her time, but never like this. Flynn fucked her with his mouth…”