I know exactly how he looks at you and you do, too.“
Words left me as I stared into the eyes the color of the endless sky, because … oh my God, our lips were so close and the need thatt swelled within me had nothing to do with the feeding, but everything to do with wanting to taste his lips.
His other hand curved along my lower back and slip up, tangling in the edges of my hair. "I know the look. So do you. Because it’s the way I look at you.
—  Stone Cold Touch by Jennifer L. Armentrout