“Are you all right?” he asked, this cute frown between his brows.
“Would you kiss it better if I wasn’t?” She jerked out of dreamy as the words kind of echoed in the hall. “I am so sorry. Did not mean to say that out loud—”
“Yes,” he said, cutting her off. His mouth curved up, but his lids did this sexy droop. “To both questions.”
It took Nell a minute to sort that out. She might have blushed a bit, as she considered a couple of responses. Thankfully did not share them with the hall or him. Instead, she smiled, hoped it was inviting. If he didn’t make his move, she was liable to drift off to sleep again.
She felt the shift of his gaze from her eyes to her lips. They parted, but not to talk. She was unable to take her eyes off his face as she one hand settle on her waist, warm and firm.
