Daisy was keenly aware of the eyes on her and Christian as they made their way through the hallways, her lips still tingling from their garden kiss. The moonlight had bathed them in silver as their mouths met, his frost spreading around them in a glittering circle, the memory of it still sending shivers down her spine. She felt the weight of curious stares now, heard the whispers and snickers that followed them. The pregnant women, gathered in small clusters, eyed her with a mix of contempt and amusement, their gossip a low hum in the air like hornets. She recognized Sally's voice amongst them, cutting through with a hint of derision.
"Well, well. Looks like someone finally thawed the ice prince. And who better to do it than our very own Sawyer princess?"
A ripple of laughter trailed in
