I'm not stoic, I'm a woman of few words
She gave an awkward cough as her cheeks reddened slightly in embarrassment, a strange sort of shyness making its presence known within her chest, as she shyly turned away to look out the window of their suite.
Phoenix noticed her odd behavior, of course, and lifted a hand to stroke his fingers through her hair in a gentle caress.
It made her heart melt a little.
How gentle he could be.
The man leaned closer and smiled, as his fingers traveled down the side of her cheek with the back of his hand in a small caress.
It took all the self control she had to not bite her bottom lip as the heat rose in her cheeks.
The man leaned closer, and closer still, until his breath danced across the skin of her ear and neck and her entire body stiffened with tension.
As per usual, he was cheating.
That damn trickster always played dirty.
And it drove her crazy every single time.
He was the absolute worst.