Seated on the bed, Lucy was too anxious to remain still, like a young girl waiting for her crush's answer after handing him a love letter.
Her hair was already packed in a ponytail, so it was easy to see her expression.
In fact, it didn't seem like she was trying to hide it. Her lips glittered for some reason, her eyes widened like she was staring directly at the end of the world.
The fact the fire used as a source of light in the room wasn't bright enough made her look even more vulnerable.
"Are you alright? You haven't said a word since you entered," Jared uttered, walking out of the corner of the room.
In truth, he also hadn't said a word, but that was mostly because he was busy arranging the blueprints he had been working on.
"Y-you were b...usy; I didn't want to disturb you," Lucy managed to reply, her cheeks flushed.
And it seemed to be getting worse the more she stared at Jared's manly body.
