VESPER GREY LYSAN POV

For a second I was certain he was going to kiss me. Then he pulled back, his hands grazing my thigh in the process.

It was very much deliberate.

I let out a shaky breath and straightened, my hands trembling as I unclenched them.

"I'm sorry if I rattled you," he apologized, sitting across from me. "My eyes are pretty bad, so I tend not to notice when I get too close."

I didn't believe it. For one thing, he didn't use glasses or contact lenses... And I've watched him ...