Still maintaining that charged silence, Daniel lightly squeezed her knees, then began to make circles with his thumb on their sides. It could have been any movement, nothing alarming, but the way he looked at her while doing it, the way his gaze was heavy and intense, made it seem like he was touching her knee while imagining touching other parts. And that was enough for Amelia to imagine things she shouldn’t be imagining.
“Daniel,” she called in an alert tone, feeling her heart race and her mouth go dry. Whatever was going through his mind, just like what was going through hers, certainly wasn’t friendly. They needed to stop.
“Sorry,” he stopped the movement but didn’t remove his hands from her knees.
“This isn’t going to work, is it?” she murmured, feeling her stomach drop just fro
