Waterfield's gaze suddenly darted over, his eyes carrying a faint trace of intoxication. They were profoundly deep, like whirlpools threatening to pull an unsuspecting soul into their depths.

Jace, though she couldn't explain why, lifted her head and met his gaze the moment Sophia posed her question. The instant her eyes locked with his, her composure unraveled like a fraying thread. She looked as lost and panicked as a child separated from her parents in a busy ...