“Sorry if I said something wrong.” His gaze was still locked on hers, steady and intense.
“You didn’t.” She moved to kiss him, but he stopped her with a gentle hand cupping her chin, holding her gaze, unsatisfied with her answer. She sighed, dropping her face into his hand. “I get self-conscious about it sometimes. It’s stupid. I know it is.”
“It’s not stupid,” he told her earnestly. “If anything’s stupid, it’s the importance our society puts on the perfection of our faces, or bodies in general. Animals don’t fall for any of that superficial bullshit.”
“We’d do well to be more like them,” she said quietly.
“They have a lot more common sense than we do sometimes,” he said with a teasing smile before his expression turned serious. “You know I mean it when I say I don’t even notice your scars most of the time. They’re just a part of your face, no better or worse than any other part.”
“Thank you.” She turned her face to kiss his palm, her skin flushing hot at his words, even as her heart recognized his honesty. She made a point to tuck her hair behind her ear before she brought her lips to his.See, I’m fine.
But deep down she knew he could see right through her.
