Chapter 202: Who's Not Being Honest?
Elias sounded worried. His face matched it, too: red eyes, damp lashes, brows drawn together as if Giselle's bruise had personally wronged him.
So even though Giselle found his posture a little…
Strange.
She could not bring herself to say anything. She only sat there with her shirt open, back straight, jaw tight, and let him kneel in front of her with the ointment.
At least he looked serious.
That helped. A little.
Men and women should not do this. That much Giselle knew. She should not be sitting half-undressed in front of him, and Elias should not be kneeling between her knees with medicine warming in his palms. The situation had crossed too many lines at once.
But there was no shame on Elias's face.
No nervous glance. No attempt to take advantage of the moment openly. He looked focused, almost stubborn, as if the only thing in front of him was an injury that needed treatment.
Maybe, in his mind, this was normal between Besties.
