âItâs not bad at all,â Bailey said, continuing to adjust Ekkelâs dress and do her hair as casually as one would make a birthday cake. âIn fact,â she said, adding one final touch to Ekkelâs hair and then standing to turn to Peter, âI think you have a lovely name.â Her smile was too perfect for Peter to actually think straight and regain the common sense he had lost. Now he was lost, forest green eyes lost in shining gray ones . . . Someone coughed from behind the two, and Peter was whisked back to reality. He straightened his jacket and regained his composure. While Peter looked down with embarrassed eyes, Bailey continued to smile up at him, studying his face and his eyes and his hair and everything she could capture with her eyesâthen, she turned away like it never happened. See more