My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?”That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. “What about them?””The color,” he breathed. “When you stand in the light. They’re amazing… like molten gold. I could paint those…” He reached toward me but then pulled back. “They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?”That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. “What about them?””The color,” he breathed. “When you stand in the light. They’re amazing… like molten gold. I could paint those…” He reached toward me but then pulled back. “They’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
