"If you’re gay, it’s easy. You see a guy you like, you look them in the eye and nod towards a corner; if they’re game, they come with you. You don’t even need to speak, man.”

“Fuck.” Why aren’t girls that easy? “Is there, like… a certain thing you do with your eyes or…? I mean, how do you do it? Give me the look.”

“Uh, okay.” He glances down and clears his throat. He lifts his gaze, and oh. Oh. His eyes are staring right into my goddamn soul, or maybe deeper than that, soft and inviting, his plump bottom lip playfully between his white teeth, lips curved in a suave smile, and that’s seduction. Right there.

- THROAM, VOL I, CHAPTER 7
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