Zerina's point of view

I was still trying to compare their distinct features. I didn't even realize I was staring that hard until, suddenly, the man behind me slid his hands to my waist, pulling my attention back to him. My heart jumped.

"Stop looking at him like that, little one," he whispered close to my ear. "If you keep doing that, I might start thinking you're asking for trouble. And dear wife, this single act makes me want to punish you."

The little smile he gave me was ...