How could she be so shaken by something so trivial? This isn't like her.
Aurelia laughed at herself with a hint of self-mockery.
"Are you okay now?" Mason Nightshade asked her, catching a glimpse of her fox-like smile. He scooped her up from his lap and sat her back down on his legs.
Aurelia wrapped her arms around Mason Nightshade's neck and leaned against him weakly, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Mason Nightshade pinched the back of her neck, his fingertips grazing her soft and smooth skin. Initially, she would tense up at his touch, but now she no longer felt wary of him.
"Stubborn."
Clearly, she's easily hurt but wouldn't admit it.
He remembered how she used to be like this before.
That time when he first met her.
