“Yeah.” Casey stared right into them. “Not the environmentally destructive kind.”
“That’s good,” I said with barely enough breath to say it.
“They’re deep and black. So black. Black and shiny, with prisms of reflective color.”
“I’ve never really looked at them that close, I guess.” Studying Casey’s, the best I could do, while also trying to see my eyes in his, was match them to the sky the first time I saw Johnny.
“And it’s not just the eyes. All of you is beautiful, bruh.”
“Stop.” When I tried to pull away, Casey wouldn’t allow it.
“I could bask in the rays all day, all summer, and not turn the rich, deep brown you somehow manage.”
“Well, that’s my DNA,” I told him, “sun or no sun.”
“You’re kind of amazing inside and out, E-l-i.”
“I am?”
Instead of answering, Casey kissed me. It
