Violet
I startled. "Yes?"
Rowan was watching me, his head tilted slightly. A small smile played at the corner of his lips.
"You seem distracted."
"I'm not," I said too quickly. "I was just... looking at the water."
I slowly focused more on our surroundings. The place really was beautiful.
His smile widened, but he didn't push. He reached for the jug and poured two glasses of the sweet drink, offering one to me.
Our fingers brushed as I took it.
I nearly dropped the glass.
"Careful." His hand steadied mine, and he held it for a moment longer than necessary.
My pulse hammered.
I pulled my hand back, cradling the glass against my chest like it was a shield.
"Thank you," I managed.
Rowan leaned back against the cushions, one arm draped along the back of the seating. The position pulled his shirt tighter across his chest.
