“Why are you saying one thing and your body is saying otherwise?”
His hands traced mine, going up slowly till it reached my shoulder. Then, with a finger, he lifted my chin and kissed me.
I didn't stop him or try to pull away. I did not attempt to deepen the kiss either. Just stood there and let him do his thing, pretending it was not sending electric shocks down my body.
“Petyr…” I half said, half moaned.
“Do you know how it feels to watch you and not be able to talk to you or hold you?” A small smile played on my lips. He had been suffering.
“Do you know how it feels to be wrongly accused?”
His eyes met mine, serious now, “I'm really sorry about that, Sirena. It's not my intention to accuse you wrongly. I was just …”
He paused. I shifted my weight to one foot.
“Jealous? Un
