wynonna
Maybe this wasn't the best time to say it, but Chris thought she was pretty. And suddenly he felt as if that were the most compelling thing in the world as he looked across the table at the subtly smiling Clementine. "I like you, you know," he said blatanly to her while she stired uncontently at her gourmet dinner. Her blue-speckled green eyes drifted up to meet with his, and her lips curved upward in a ghostly manor. Yes, she was most certainly pretty.