Green with a ring of blue.
That was the colour of his eyes. I couldn't help but admire them. It was a beautiful shade of green.
I could say they were his best features. But then his jaw was also drool worthy. His beard...
Admit it you like every single feature about him.
He stood in the midst of few people who chatted about art, praising his new work. But all he did was nod, while his eyes were fixed on me. Even when I wasn't looking at him I could feel his intense gaze.
Having never been exposed to male attention, my cheeks were furiously red. I pretended to be unaffected yet my eyes gave it away.
He had caught my interest.
Did I catch his?
Who knows?
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A Dash Of Colour
RomanceEvangeline Davis has what you call a mundane life. Her life revolves around her job, her wild friend and her cat Cleo. Nevertheless, the 22 year old is happy with her normal uneventful life. That is until she meets the brooding talented artist Steph...
