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“You think my eyes are pretty?”
“I promise you everyone thinks your eyes are pretty. More so when your temper starts to rise and the gold flecks start to sparkle.”
I purse my lips, not enjoying the idea that I might have a tell that people can read.
“Wait. What is the tell?” If I have this valuable information, then I might be able to stop myself from doing it in the future.
“When you push your glasses up your nose.”
“Sometimes they need to be pushed up.” I lift my chin.
“Sometimes they do,” he agrees easily. “And sometimes they don’t, and you give them a push anyways.”
Damn. He’s right.
“Thanks.”
He squeezes my hand. I didn't even realize we were still holding hands.
“What are you thanking me for?”
I let out a heavy sigh. There is quite a list at the moment.
“I’m listening.” He glances over at me with those dark eyes and a half smile on his face, making him look even more handsome. I’m not sure that others would call him handsome. His nose looks as though it was broken a few times. His features are hard cut, like they were carved from stone. As if he were one of those warriors that the world had decided to honor so they made him from a mountain and breathed life into him.
“For saving us. Trusting me to lead.” I glance down. “Kissing me.”
“What!” Aurora’s head pops up between the seats. I gently put my hand over her face and push her back down.
“Just watch Bells,” I remind her.
“Don’t throw me into this,” Bells pipes up. “I want to hear about this kiss.”
I groan and sink farther down into the seat.
Charles immediately begins to scowl.
I shake my head. “Don’t be mad, I’m just—”
“Shy.” Bells supplies from the back.
“Aren’t you in pain or something? Maybe you should pass out.”
Bells ignores me. “I can’t believe our little Clover is all crushing on a mountain man.”
This time I do cover my face with my hands. I liked it better when Bells and Aurora were quiet in the back seat.
“Can we get there already?” I drop my hands to look at them. “He's a lumberjack, too, for your information.”
“We’re here, pretty eyes.”
Thank God. Both a feeling of relief and disappointment fill me. I’m glad we’re somewhere where we can seek shelter and Bells can get the medical attention she may need, but I’m also sad that I’ll no longer be practically alone with my mountain man.
“He nicknamed her.” Aurora’s whispers break me from my thoughts. Probably because they’re nowhere near close to being whispers.
I peer out the front window, but I don’t see a rough cabin or anything at all, really. “All I see is snow.”
“Spread your legs,” Charles says.
