Keira’s POV

“There’s something on your mind, Keira. Do you want to talk about it?”

I nodded, allowing myself to fall to his husky and patronising voice, and as he placed his hands on the small of my back, I could have sworn that I felt currents pass through my spine.

Clint led me into the living room without walking faster or walking slower.

“Sit here, I’ll get you some quick meal to eat while we talk,”

I watched him rush off and I cupped my already warm face in my hands. I ...