Chapter Twelve
Thalina
He moved closer, his eyes getting softer, more calm than they had ever been. The tension that had been burning between us seemed to melt into something deeper, something more intimate, something irresistible. He studied me for some minutes, his gaze piercing into mine but tender, making me feel exposed in ways I’d never been before.
"Why?" he asked in a very low and gentle voice. "Men must have thrown themselves at you. I’m sure of that.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat, shaking my head gently. "I didn’t want them," I replied, my voice shaky.
He tilted his head slightly, curiosity glinting in his eyes. "What have you been doing all these years, then?" He raised my head with a finger under my jaw, and when our eyes met, a gentle smile curled up his lips. He tra
