his dark hair was neatly trimmed , his brown eyes warm and friendly . people that have dates with other people that are also the right people . he looked at the newspaper clipping of faith . they might not be your blood , but they are your heart . '' instead , she rubbed a hand down the front of his jeans before undoing the button . i drank in the sight of him , starved to the point of pain . i 'd thought his face would light up in joy , but instead i saw only blank disbelief . 