The Pale Blue Eye Louis Bayard Novels & Stories

I knew he was making a sexual proposition but I acted cool. “How about you untie me first” I gave my best smile. He did. My arms felt like it had been held down for four days... because it had fucking been tied down for four days. “Thank you, Louis,” Then Louis did something I never expected. He bent down until we were eye to eye and I could see his iris, they weren’t as dark as I thought them to be, they were blue and beautiful. Then he said. “You say my name fine Rayna” “And you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life” Not that I’ve looked into many people’s eyeballs. He smiled.