“That’s not— I just meant that Adrian seems to have a weak spot for my face,” I explained in a poor attempt to lighten the mood.
“But what if you were to be truly harmed?” he pressed, the worry not leaving his brow.
“Umm, well—” I started.
“If you dare utter something as reckless as ‘let us see what happens,’ I vow to turn away and never return,” Kyle interrupted, his threat hanging heavy in the air.
“Fine, I won’t,” I conceded.
“It is not a matter of simply not acting. The fact that you even entertained such a notion speaks volumes of your profound carelessness, Miss Noa—”
“I won’t do anything, I promise!” I interrupted, sensing that he was gearing up for another lecture.
