I stared at him. I tried my best to decipher him. To read his eyes, but his gaze felt like a maze. The more I ventured in, the more lost I felt.

It was never this way with Elijah, Dominic or Stephen. Their emotions were ever so clear, maybe I had gotten accustomed to their abrupt rage and intense emotions that it no longer bothered me?

But this man, he was calm. And that made it all the more difficult.

“Nothing?” I repeated.

My brows pulled together. That answer made no sense. If he ...