Screw Bad Timing

Jade's mouth went dry and she gulped nervously when Harry's now darkened brandy brown eyes slowly returned to her face. 

His gaze skittered across her face and then he met her eyes briefly before his gaze wandered to her lips where it stayed with deliberate intent.

She was not over the shock that Harry had been checking out her boobs so openly and unashamedly a moment ago, now he was doing this?

Although his eyes had met hers only briefly, she wasn't too naive or slow as not to recognize the subtle change in the way he gazed at her, or the sexual tension that was now hanging in the air between them.

What exactly was his intention? Why was he doing this? To unsettle her? Was it to arouse her? Or to distract her? Because he was doing a fine job of succeeding at all three, and some how seeing Harry this way surprised and excited her.