Wise old man

The loud thudding of her heartbeats made Sebastian stay very still. Her reaction puzzled him and he did not like the way she became even tenser when he held her. 

Why was she reacting this way? Did this mean that she was uncomfortable with him holding her like this? 

Those questions that ran about in his mind had caused his expression to darken. He had started to become so conscious of her every reaction to him now, so unlike before. Even the littlest voluntary or involuntary movement of hers now no longer escapes his notice. And every little thing f**cking bothered him so much now. 

"Tell me, Izabelle," he whispered, "am I making you uncomfortable?" 

His question seemed to fluster her even more. That only caused his expression to become even darker. 

"No…" she answered hesitantly but she immediately seemed to realize that he had managed to pick out the lie in her voice and therefore, added reluctantly, "just a little…."