Chapter 14

• WHAT SHE SEES IN HIS EYES
• "Even though you seem lost in drinking, being negative, and playing the bad boy, I can see that deep down, you are sad. Your eyes look like they hold sadness. I feel like there is a lot going on inside you," I utter, my eyes glued to his by a powerful spark that I am trying so hard to break from.
• A minute passes, his eyes threatening to burn me, and mine pleading otherwise, and it's now that I know I have to act before I find myself dancing in this fire. I want to say a lot about the expression in his icy eyes because I feel like they are hiding quite a lot, but the fire in them simply won't let me. Him becoming so lost in mine is not helping at all. He undoubtedly feels my twitching hands in his, or the wetness because I am sweating due to this heat.