“When you bluff, your left eyebrow twitches. It hasn’t twitched all night. Besides, I already told you I’m going to get you there safely. No need for games now."

I pulled back indignantly. "My left eyebrow does not twitch."

Jude studied me with an idle smile, as if calculating the wisdom of saying more. "When you’re amused, your mouth takes on a mischievous curl." he went on, as if proving his point. "When you’re angry, you press your lips together and three tiny lines jump out between your eyebrows."

I rolled onto my knees and planted my hands squarely on my hips. "Anything else?" I asked hotly.

He thumbed his nose, struggling not to grin. "When you kiss, you make a purring noise deep in your throat. It’s so faint, I have to be touching you to hear it."

Now I turned bright red.

"We should kiss again and see what other observations I make," he suggested.”