Leonard now sat opposite Dydra. They shared the same table, with him engrossed in the parchments in his hands, while she was busy with the book that had the title 'Scavenging'. Every now and then she stole glances of him, thinking he didn't notice. She studied his features. The shape of his nose, his sharp jaw line, and his long thick lashes. She didn't know men had thick lashes.
"I am not the book, little fox." She heard him say, and it took a second for her to realize what he meant. Blood rushed up to her face, and she instantly fixed her eyes on the book. A river of embarrassment poured over her, that quickened her heartbeat for few minutes.
