A sudden, unexpected lump formed in my throat, and my eyes stung with unshed tears. I didn’t even know why I wanted to cry. Maybe it was because I felt like I was the only one completely hung up on what happened last night, while he was completely unfazed.
“What’s wrong, Aurora?” he asked, his brow furrowing as he scanned my face. I blinked rapidly, keeping my lips pressed tight.
“Was I too rough with you?” he pressed, his voice dropping to a soft whisper, almost desperate. “Was it too much for your body?”
I sniffed, quickly shaking my head.
“Then look at me, little mate, and tell me what’s happening in that beautiful head of yours,” he coaxed gently.
And I wanted to smack myself. What was causing this emotional imbalance inside me? “It’s nothing,” I muttered defensively.
“It can’t b
