We’ve met the four teens from my current fantasy, coming of age WIP and learned they are good looking, smart with a love of fun and adventure.
Quinn is Stone’s girlfriend and I’m fudging the sentence structure here trying to get the paragraph into 8 sentences.
Naturally in his opinion Quinn was the more appealing— he couldn’t remember a time when he thought differently— though Vonny, with her golden-brown hair and hazel eyes also received her share of wolf whistles from construction workers; however she was more likely to give the guys the finger than to ignore them.
Most of the girls called Kelly, shorter than Stone’s six feet, with whiskey coloured eyes, a real ‘cutie’.
As the group headed toward their favourite picnic table, Stone’s peripheral vision picked up two older boys staring at Quinn.
He turned his head and smirked back at them, she’s mine, then glanced at his girlfriend who had let go of his hand to catch up to Vonny, no doubt to finish their conversation regarding the war of 1812; they were both history buffs.
Quinn never acknowledged her followers; he wasn’t even sure she noticed them. Males watching Quinn was a regular occurrence. Stone understood why of course. With her blonde- red hair, blue- green eyes and shapely curves, she was impossible to disregard; she must have felt his gaze since she looked back over her shoulder and grinned.