Katherine’s POV
He tilted his head a little and his eyes dropped to my lips and I froze. His hand brushed up my ribs, slow and confident. I pressed my knees together but it only made things worse. My breath shook and I looked away because I knew he could read my body too easily.
“You hate me,” he murmured, “so why are you shaking?”
“I’m cold,” I said.
He chuckled softly, like he knew I was lying, “Sure.”
His fingers trailed up my jaw and my skin lit up. He leaned even closer and I knew he was seconds from kissing me and this terrified me because I was scared I would kiss him back. My heart was beating too fast. He lowered his hand and his thumb touched the side of my mouth and my lips parted by mistake.
Then the door opened.
“My King,” a guard said, bowing low, “The elders have call
