Eliza crossed her
legs, the movement causing her black skirt to hike up, exposing a large rip in the fish
net stockings she wore. Clearing her
throat, she pinned him with a sharp eyed glare.
"What are you looking at?"
she hissed under her breath.
Noah leaned back and dropped his
pencil on the desk. "Hi."
Her bushy red brows drew into
a sharp vee and she curled her nose. It
was long, almost beaked at the tip, she
really was ugly. But her eyes, they
mesmerized, large and warm and molten
brown. He could drown in those eyes.
Okay, so maybe that was an 8 sentence sunday. :p I love that book, and look forward to releasing it soon.
Happy reading my little chou's,
~Marie
2 comments:
Oh, wow! This is good. I love it! Pinning, hissing, and mesmerizing. And your description of her via his POV...awesome! Cool that she is not a typical beauty. But...hmmm...maybe she is not what she seems? lol...
I'll never tell! ;)
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