Arabella
"I hope I'm not interrupting something shamefully intimate?" Adrian asked, his voice calm but with a mocking edge to it.
His eyes locked onto mine, and his lips twitched ever so slightly; I almost missed it. There was, as always, an unreadable expression on his face which made me wonder what was going on in his head.
I didn't notice when Nathan had released his grip on me and stepped back but when I did, I quickly moved away from him, scowling as I rubbed the spot on my arm where he had tightly gripped.
"Don't stop on my account, Wilde. You put on a pleasant show which is rare these days. Please continue," Adrian said, and my eyes narrowed at him, my breath hitching when I found that he was staring back. His eyes were dark with an intensity that made me squirm in my spot and,
