All Eyes on Us

Nadia

Torin stood in the hallway, one hand in his pocket, the other running through his hair in a gesture that almost looked nervous. And he never looked nervous.

He looked up when the door opened, and his eyes went straight to me.

I watched his gaze travel slowly from my face down to the dress, taking in every detail.

His jaw clenched and his eyes darkened.

And I felt heat pool low in my belly at