Like a child caught stealing meat from his mother’s pot, Arianna’s heart began to pound hard when the man caught her hand. She glanced down only to see the man staring back at her with blue fire in his eyes and that made her gulp, she was in deep, deep, trouble.
“What are you doing?” He asked her, his tone cold and distant and was a huge contrast from his once warm one during the surgery.
What was she going to do? Arianna didn’t need to be told twice, she lied immediately; it was a reflex action.
“I was trying to adjust your mask, it seems it went awry during the surgery,” she blushed, intentionally lowering her gaze and appearing to be timid, “You’re quite a handsome man,” Arianna hinted that she might have seen a bit of his appearance.
The man narrowed his gaze at her, regarding
