Cold breeze blew into the room.
Nina's heart thumped against her chest as she held his gaze, unblinking, her hands fisting at her sides.
Rodrigo took a step forward and she retreated, one step then another, until her back hit the door and there was nowhere left to go.
Her fingers curled at her sides, digging into her palm as he leaned in until they were barely inches apart, one hand coming up to rest flat against the door beside her head, and then his gaze dropped to her chest.
"I can hear how loud your heart is beating, Sabrina," he said, looking back at her face.
Her face drained of color and her stupid heart raced faster instead of slowing. She bit her lower lip, hard, then looked away from him at the far wall, then she drew a breath and looked back at him.
"I missed my way to the women's quarters and found myself in front of the house. The doors were open and I walked in because I was curious. I inhaled the dust inside and fainted."
