Since she’d drawn him through the portal, Varin had marveled repeatedly at the way they changed color, darkening or lightening with her mood. She watched him, brows drawn downward, her mouth set in a firm line, and he’d have had no clue what she was thinking if not for those eyes. At the moment, they were the most magnificent turquoise. The unique pigment made him think of the ocean; at least, what he thought the ocean would look like. He’d never seen it for himself, but he’d heard stories of its stunning hue. Somehow, he had a feeling Heidi’s eyes would surpass the beauty of any natural wonder found above or below ground. “Making love to Luke means everything,” Heidi murmured. She clamped one hand around Luke’s and shifted on the altar so she faced Varin. With her other hand, she rubbed her wrist almost distractedly, but those gorgeous eyes remained glued to his. “You wasted your chance.” Varin shrugged and looked away from her inquisitive gaze. “Not really. There wasn’t enough energy to open the portal.
