Elena POV
“What are you doing?” He growled while holding on so tightly to my wrist, that I was sure it would leave a mark. “What if the water had gotten on you?”
“Your hair!” I yelped as his face grew darker, “I-I I was just trying to help you push it back into place.”
He stared silently at me for a long moment before releasing my hand and letting it plop back into my lap.
I let out a soft sigh of relief as he took my leg off his and moved away to clean up the water that had splashed all over the floor.
Leaning back into the chair, I watched him for a bit as he wiped up the water, while slowly massaging my wrist.
I laughed lightly, trying not to let the fact that I was hurt at his rejection, show in my voice.“What? I can’t touch you now? Is that overstepping too?”
Did we somehow go
