Green eyes

As he spoke he looked up at her and into her eyes.  They were a kind of mossy green, brilliant and arresting.  Suddenly the rest of the world was gone, and nothing else mattered.  Her eyes were drinking him in; some primeval forest, dripping with life.  In danger of losing his breath he shifted his focus and the world came rushing back.  Don’t be a creep, he told himself.  You’ve only just met the girl.  You don’t know anything about her, and she certainly doesn’t know anything about you.  He would have to watch himself.

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