Naeris's POV
I looked back at him and narrowed my eyes. "What do you mean?"
He lifted his head up from my neck and spun me around so I faced him. His hands rose to my temple, where he brushed a stray hair from my face. He wrapped his free hand around my waist, and my breath hitched. "Do you see her looking at him like this?" He murmured, his voice a low rumble.
My heart was stuttering like a broken jukebox. "Like what?"
He leaned in closer, his eyes glowing very softly. "Like he means the whole world to her," he said quietly. In that moment, all I could see was him. My brain had gone silent, only replaced by the familiar feeling of comfort I felt only when he was around.
I swallowed, but shook my head regardless. "I think she's too hot-headed for that," I said, raising an eyebrow.
