KAT
I want to remain angry at him, but it melts against his touch. Looking up at him, his eyes are swirling again. "How do you do that?"
"Do what?" Luke looks at me curiously.
"That thing that your eyes do. They swirl from hazel to black sometimes."
Luke casts his eyes down and releases me from his hold. "It is a genetic mutation," he says quietly. "Everyone in my family can do it."
Raising my hands to his face, I duck down until his gaze is meeting my own. "Hey," I say sweetly. "Don't hide from me."
"You aren't mad?" He asks, and I look at him in confusion. Why would I be mad over a genetic condition? "Because of what I said about how I treated people."
"I'm not going to lie," I say softly. "My feelings are a little hurt."
"Let's see if I can make it up to you,
