Zeda glared up at Torvin, purely frustrated, while he smiled down cockily.

As their gazes locked, she couldn't help but notice again how handsome his uber-masculine face was.

His brown hair was thick, slicked back slightly, and a couple of days' dark scruff shadowed his strong jawline, accentuating his full lips. His golden eyes were utterly striking.

She felt her glare faltering, her anger dissolving into something really confusing.

She saw his cocky smile melt away, the glint in his ...