Amelia's heart raced as she watched Cullen back. About to reach the door, she clenched her duvet and called, "Cullen…"
Cullen's feet halted immediately. He turned to her, and silence descended on them. Amelia almost cursed at herself when he turned.
They just stared at each other until Cullen took the first step forward, approaching the bed. Amelia clenched the duvet tighter and waited for him to reach her bed.
"Amelia…" Cullen uttered her name softly, like a chant when he reached her bed. He stood close to her and gazed into her eyes, "You seem quite conflicted. Do you want me to stay, or do something?"
"I…."
A glint of mischief flashed through Cullen's eyes, and a smirk danced at the corner of his kissable lips.
Amelia's eyes widened when she saw such a mischievous smirk at the corner of his lips. She drew in a deep breath and recovered from his scary charms.