Daemon’s POV

Her chest rose and fell fast. “I didn’t mean it like that…”

I pressed the towel a little more gently now, observing the way the heat made her skin pulse beneath.

“Why say it then?”

“I was mad. Embarrassed," she continued, her voice wavering. "Everyone was looking at me, I felt stupid.”

She shook her head and that was when the tears slipped away from her eyes. She turned away from me, to hide it, and I saw everything.

"Shit," she said. “I didn’t mean to cry. ...