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Eight
Stella Lockheed "Can you stop doing that?" I asked, irritation dripping from every word as his gaze lingered on me. Caspian arched an eyebrow unable to hide the amusement in his eyes. "Doing what?" he replied, trying to suppress a smile. "Looking at me like that," I muttered and crossed my arms. A soft chuckle escaped him, and he averted his gaze, the corners of his lips still upturned. "I'm sorry," he said. "I can't help it. My eyes tend to change colors when I feel something intensely." Of course, they did. Just my luck to be stuck with someone who had a pair of eyes that were as distracting as they were mesmerizing. "They're naturally brown, but..." Caspian began, trying to explain. "I don't want to hear it," I interrupted, not in the mood to entertain his mystical tales. "Fair
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