GREY'S POV
"What are you doing?" she asked a moment later in her usually aggressive tone.
She sounded angry, but the look on her face belied her words. If there was something very obvious and constant in the very complicated relationship between Leila and I, it was that we were so attracted to each other. I quickly withdrew my hand my her face and put it up.
"I come in peace," I said. "Don't start hauling me over the coals again. It was just a smudge of food on your cheek that I wiped off." I showed her my thumb, before wiping it on the serviette.
She clapped her hands on her face and flushed, in embarrassment this time. She grabbed a serviette and kept scrubbing her lips and the side until they were quite reddened. I hid a grin.
"I- er- I want to get going now," she said.
"We
