Unable to just stand and watch any longer, Gavriel finally asked, "What do you think you're doing?"
Aliana jolted at his voice.
Her hand dropped instantly as her head snapped towards him, as though she had been caught doing something she was not meant to be seen doing.
She really did remind him of a cat. At that thought, the corner of his lips twitched, and he raised a brow in question.
"I… ahem… well…"
While she scrambled to find the right words, Gavriel remained perfectly still, his gaze never leaving her.
A faint, telltale flush of pink stained her cheeks, and he watched with quiet intensity how she nervously tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She was clearly flustered, so he made no move to rush her.
He watched as she drew in a deep breath, trying to calm herself before lifting her gaze to meet his directly… something not many people ever did. Perhaps only Cillian managed it, and even he knew when to step back at the slightest hint of danger.
