Sienna Johnson, resting her chin on her hand, gazed at Adrian Desmond. Noticing that the tips of his ears were turning red, she found him surprisingly adorable, like a young boy experiencing his first love. An impulse to tease him surged within her.
"When did you start to fall in love with me?" Adrian's face warmed slightly, and he instinctively pressed his lips together as he asked.
"Who said I was in love with you?"
The flush in Adrian's ears faded. His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her with an intense gaze. "So if not me, then who? That pretty boy Noah Phillips?"
"Actually, Sixth Master is quite fair-skinned too."
"Hmph, I am no pretty boy!" In Abyanabad, 'pretty boy' was a derogatory term.
"But...I still find myself attracted to Sixth Master's good looks...what should I do about that?"
Sienna Johnson slipped off her shoes, her toes brushing against Adrian's sturdy calf and slowly tracing a path upward. His body stiffened, and his gaze on her surged like a stormy sea.
