"Is this a good book?!"
Lynsandra's brows tightened briefly, her eyes gleaming with genuine curiosity. Gareth stood a short distance away, holding the book with both hands; his face was beet red. He couldn't hide his trembling shoulders or the bead of sweat trickling down the side of his neck.
Clearly, he was scared of her, and yet, here he was.
"Pfft—" she stifled a laugh, resting her arms on the table. "Are you asking for spoilers?"
He paled, eyes dilating in horror. That was definitely not what he was asking.
What… what did I do? Gareth mentally screamed at himself for acting before he could think. What in the world is my problem?
The corners of her eyes squinted slightly as a subtle smile formed on her lips. "It's good."
"Huh?" He paused for a second, snapping out of his thoughts.
