“Letting his gaze travel possessively over her, he drank in the loveliness of her face as she sat in a ray of sunlight. ‘To be sure, she had a temper to match those red streaks in her golden hair,’ he thought fondly. Her pale blond eyebrows were knitted in thought as she worked. She had luxurious lashes and cobalt eyes with the power to devastate him. She had a smattering of light freckles on her cheeks and fine, aristocratic features.”
