My gaze moved to Vance. He was looking up at me and I could read nothing in his eyes.Another pop? I asked.He shook his head but kept watching me. I looked at the floor and started from the room.I had to pass Vance's chair to get to the kitchen. As I did, I slowed and as if it had a mind of it's own, my hand came out and I ran the backs of my finger's along Vance's jaw.
~ Kristen Ashley
