"I'm beginning to think you need a monitor like we have for newborns. I want you to lie quietly. I can tell you've been squirming around again." Caitlin mentioned to Zendedari.
I have nightmares.
His black eyes never left her face, burning his brand into her heart. No one had the right to have eyes like his. Hungry eyes. Eyes that held fire and the promise of passion.
"We'll have to do something about them," She said with a slight smile. She hoped her own eyes weren't revealing her confused, unfamiliar feelings for him. She would get over them soon; it was just that he was the sexiest thing she had ever encountered.
