Hold me Like a Knife - Chapter 12: At the End of a Long Night

“You kiss me like that and believe I’d just let you go to bed?”

“I thought the blood would distract you, yeah.”

“Wretched woman,” he breathes, shaking his head. Are his pupils always this wide in the dark or is it the blood? She’s not sure.

“Oh, so you didn’t enjoy it? Then why are you here?”

“I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Liar,” she snorts, smiling. Halia takes a step closer as she speaks, watching the way his gaze traces every movement. His mouth is still curved in an almost smile as he appraises her, so she can’t help but break his line of thought by saying, “You’re so adorable when you’re thinking of what to say.”