Instead, he reached up and squeezed the water from his hair, watching as she tracked the movement with her peripheral vision. Watched as her throat worked in a hard swallow.
Interesting.
Eh?
What was he doing?
Was this what they called...flirting?
And wait…..why did he enjoy her reaction?
THAT IS ENOUGH.
"What did you need, Su Yan?" His voice came out rough and husky. "I assume you didn't track me down just to scream at me."
That seemed to snap her out of whatever trance she had been in. She straightened, her hands smoothing down her robes in a gesture he recognized as nervous.
"I snuck out," she said quietly. "To see you. The Empress Dowager cannot know I'm here."
Cold settled in his chest. "Why?"
