Before Le An opened the door for him, Taras listened to his heartbeat and waited. He was awake, and he knew who was behind the door; it was clear from his heart.
But the heart that had relaxed upon recognizing him in the middle of the night was now reacting differently to his presence. When Le An entered the code and opened the door, his almond-shaped eyes met Taras's. Taras heard his heart thundering wildly this time.
Ha... Treasure's heart sped up when he saw him, while not under the influence of the drugs, this wasn't the reaction he gave when he was drugged. As Taras stared into those eyes filled with a strange tension, he wondered. Was Treasure's heart more honest when drugged, or the opposite?
Then Taras noticed that the haze in Le An's eyes was still lingering a bit. That single pill he accidentally swallowed, and the heat hadn't yet released its grip on him, it was obvious.
