I felt my breath catch in my throat as Flynn's warmth enveloped me. His proximity was intoxicating, clouding my senses and making it difficult to think clearly. For a few seconds, I allowed myself to bask in the comfort of his presence, his warmth, my eyes fluttering closed as I savored the feeling of his breath against my skin.
But then reality hit me fiercer than it had in a long time and the initial comfort was forgotten, bringing with it the memory of the head maid's disheveled appearance and satisfied smile. The image burned in my mind, stoking the flames of an emotion I was reluctant to name.
Jealousy, perhaps?
I chewed on the inside of my cheek, the thought not appealing to me one bit.
I couldn't bear it any longer. The words tumbled out before I could stop them, my voice bare
