Just as Gavriel continued to stare at her hand, it suddenly struck him.
She was wearing her black opera gloves underneath the ring.
He remembered clearly that she had taken them off right before he placed the ring on her finger, explicitly stating that she wanted the gem to rest directly against her skin rather than over the fabric.
Yet here she was, the gloves covering her hands once more.
He jogged his memory, recalling that she had already been wearing them when she had stepped out of the washroom, and he couldn't help but wonder what had made her change her mind.
As the car pulled into the estate of Valentine Residence, his voice came out in a low murmur. "I thought you had discarded your gloves for the night."
The sudden question made her flinch, and she turned her head toward Gavriel in surprise. Her grey eyes met his, only to find him watching her with quiet curiosity.
