In the heat of the moment, Antonia's eyes dropped to his lips that were set in a firm line. A strange warmth bloomed slowly within her belly at the sight of them.
Her tongue darted out, swiping over her lips that suddenly felt too dry. His eyes glowed for a second, sharpening and locking onto her lips.
Antonia's breath hitched, her fist tightening as she fought against the wrath building within her.
She gulped loud, shifting her gaze away.
“You know,” she started, her voice low, “you're the one intruding into my space now,”
Nikolas blinked, his eyes getting clearer as his jaw tightened. His brows knitted as he took a step back from her. A look of confusion and surprise filled his expression as he glanced at himself.
Her heart clenched at the sight, but she pushed it away.
“Survival
