"I bet your eyes'd be mostly the same." Maybe he could imagine it, if he worked from the top of the face down. "Put some mascara on those glossy brown beauties, they'd be deadly."

His fingers curled at the top of Matt's scalp as his lips finished the next leg of their trip. "And those lips on a silky-smooth face...? Yeah, you'll have no trouble at all."

Cassidy's touch wandered down from Matt's hair down the side of his face as it was — still plenty nice to touch, clean shaven or not.