"Huh?" Jenna blinked, struggling to understand Rhane's words. She searched his face for the usual grin of teasing which she'd lately gotten used to, but there was none. And so the joke went over Jenna's head and out of the window.
Rhane's smirk faltered, but his eyes danced with mirth. He swallowed softly when Jenna bit her lower lip anxiously, waiting for him to reply. Taking two steps closer to Jenna, his gaze softened, replaced by a softer look as he reached to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Dreams don't lie, sunflower." He grabbed a handful and rubbed gently, his eyes roaming around Jenna's hair down to her face.
Jenna furrowed her brows, narrowing her eyes at him. "I didn't know you now interpret dreams."
Rhane smirked, letting go of her hair. He took a step back and stood straight. "What in the world or hell can't I be for Jenna just to make her mine?" he asked, more to himself in a low voice.
