[Xanthea]
Asher remained silent, contemplating me as though he were drinking in every minor detail of my face.
His gaze turned stoic as they skimmed over the flowers.
“Let’s just say… I’ve found a new hobby,” he said.
I tried to read his eyes, his face, but failed. Except for the soft warmth in his eyes, I couldn’t get a glimpse of his soul or his thoughts whatsoever.
“Hobby of collecting flowers from the earthly realm?” I asked.
Asher looked at me with a faint smile and gave a curt nod.
“Hobby of collecting flowers from ‘your’ realm,” his voice was just as caressing as the breeze flowing around us.
I couldn’t tell if my heart skipped a beat at the way he said those words or at the way he held my gaze and I felt lost and found at the same time.
“Oh!” I briskly averted my gaze as s
