Amelia
I tugged my hand gently, intending to continue towards my room next to his, but his grip only tightened, his strong fingers curling around mine with a possessive warmth that scent a shiver racing up my spine.
When I glanced up questioning and uncertain, his green eyes locked with mine, intense and unreadable, and burning with something that made my breath hitch. My lips parted in silent protest, but the words faltered and died, trapped beneath the storm in his gaze.
Without uttering a single word, he pushed the door open with his free hand and gestured for me to enter, his eyes never leaving mine.
I wanted to resist, to pull back, to find an excuse to retreat to my room. But I didn't want to be alone either, and his hold was firm, a silent command that left no room for defian
