He gazed into her eyes. There were little flecks of gold ringing her pupils. Now...

He gazed into her eyes. There were little flecks of gold ringing her pupils. Now that she wasn't running from him or terrified by him, he realized Elspeth Stewart was really quite a beauty. Her lips were full and lush. By some trick of musculature under her smooth skin, the corners of them turned up naturally in a beguiling half smile, as if she were hugging a delicious secret to herself. There were soft hollows beneath her rosy cheeks, a sign of the bone-deep loveliness that only ripens with age.
"Lachlan Drummond is a lucky bastard," Rob said with conviction.