[ZARINA]
While one of his hands relaxes gently on my stomach, with the other one he pulls me back until my face is too close to his.
I realize just then that I’m still wearing that stupid, silly grin and now he looks pleased with one eyebrow boosted up into his forehead. Also, the fact that the warmth being radiated by his bare chest is turning me into a hot, bothersome mess.
“I don’t know why you find this so hilarious,” he says, “I used to braid Hazel’s hair all the time,” he attempts to justify, although he is fighting a grin of his own.
“I believe you,” I say with a nod, pretending to buy it, but he looks hardly convinced. “I seriously do-don’t look at me like that,” I slap his shoulder lightly. But the contact only makes something turn in my chest.
“Will you do something if I ask
