Ojos a juego con la camisa
1º dosis de porrrrrrrrrrrrn: de repente la camisa deja de estar floja en torno a esos bíceps y los antebrazos cobran vida
All I really saw was Edward’s face; it filled my vision and overwhelmed my mind. His eyes were a buttery, burning gold; his perfect face was almost severe with the depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze, he broke into a breathtaking smile of exultation.
Bella Swan. Breaking Dawn, p.48