" He watched me in a way that made my heart speed up. “That’s not what I see.” I met his eyes. “What do you see?” “Snow. Cold and soft, the sum of an infinite number of beautiful pieces. And when the light hits just right, you shine.” I had no words, my mind blank as my eyes hung on to his like a lifeline. "

― Staci Hart , Frisky Business (Tonic #1)