I looked into his dark blue eyes, which stared back at me like I was the only thing in the room worth seeing. I bit my lip, still tingling from the kiss that had turned my carefully constructed defenses into mist.
"What was that for?" I asked, my voice low, almost amused. "An early morning greeting? Or just spontaneous emotional combustion?"
"I couldn't resist anymore," he murmured, wrapping a strand of my hair around his finger and playing with it like it was suddenly the most fascinating thing in the world.
My brows shot up. Well, that was... refreshingly honest.
"Careful," I said dryly. "That almost sounded like feelings."
His lips twitched into a faint smile, but he didn't deny it.
"It's late now. We should sleep," he said, letting go of my hair like he hadn't just wrecked my equ
