“Thank you,” I smiled, and he just nodded before resuming his duty.
I started back to Mother, who was talking with some handsome gentleman, then decided I didn’t want to ruin her moment. I looked around the room and caught Silas staring at me with a confused look on his face.
I held back a wince. Perhaps Torrin and I did seem too comfortable with each other since we technically have only met once, as far as people other than Mother knows.
I almost went to think my response, so used to communicating with Torrin that way, but I just winked at him. His frown dissipated and his eyes flickered to the new girl in his arms.
Ugh.
“Don’t be jealous. You know he wants it to be you.”
My eyes shifted to Torrin, who was back in position.
Mother is busy. I’m not sure what to do with myself.
Torrin gave a pointed look to the dessert table.
I snorted, then made my way over.
I still find it funny you’re on guard duty for the dessert table.
I knew it was for the exit behind him, but I still liked giving him shit. I was steps from him, yet we still spoke in each other’s minds. I placed two brownies and a giant sugar cookie on a plate. Oh—and a couple of pieces of toffee and a few mounds of fudge.
“Someone has to protect these poor confections from your gaping mouth.”
I whirled my head to see Torrin biting down on his lip to suppress a smile.
You bastard. Are you jealous you can’t have any?
Torrin smirked, then grabbed a bonbon off the plate nearest to him and popped it in his mouth.
I watched his jaw as he chewed, his brown eyes squinting as he ate with a taunting smile. I found myself looking at him for a moment too long, at his massive height, broad shoulders, high cheekbones, and sharp jawline. At the column of his neck working as he swallowed the treat.
He is truly handsome.
My whole body stiffened as Torrin's eyes widened, and my own did the same when I realized he had heard my thoughts.
Oh shit!
I quickly averted my eyes and decided interrupting Mother wasn’t that big of a deal. I clenched my plate and scurried off.
Torrin being able to read my thoughts was humiliating. What was I thinking, thinking such a thing anyway?
“Got enough dessert?” Mother teased as she eyed my plate. Luckily, the man had walked off just as I approached.
I laughed lightly. “Thought we could share.” That wasn’t the truth; I could’ve downed all those desserts myself. Now I just felt sick to my stomach.
“It’s not a big deal.”
My whole body went tense at Torrin’s voice. I couldn’t even turn to face him.
“You can acknowledge someone is attractive without having feelings for them, Lena.”
I felt myself sweating. This conversation was unbearable.
I love Silas. I only want him.
“I know,”Torrin said softly in my mind.
