Tend to Him

Leo froze for a moment, then threw his head back and roared with laughter. Eliana watched him warily, her eyes flicking toward the door before snapping back to him.

"You are funny," he said. "I'm not suggesting anything like that, Eliana."

"Then what are you saying?" she pressed, her eyes narrowing on him with faux impatience, though her heart still pounded in her chest.

Leo's laughter faded, but the grin on his face didn't. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze intense and unreadable. "That you're hiding something," he said softly, his voice as sharp as a blade's edge. "And I'm going to figure out what it is."

Her breath caught in her throat, but she kept her face neutral, refusing to give him any more pieces of the truth. Let him think what he wants, she told herself, steeling her resolve. I won't break.