He probably saw something else entirely.
Pity.
“I have to admit, I didn’t even know this museum existed.”
She smiled at the sound of his voice.
She liked the way it rumbled in his chest.
It warmed the air around her.
Strange.
So strange.
“It’s a favorite of mine,” she did a slow turn looking around the room. “This room in particular.”
When she stopped, returning to her original place she found him still looking around the room.
The look in his eyes seemed different than it was before.
She took a good long look at his face when he wasn’t looking at her.
The lines of his face gave him the look of a marble statue from a display of ancient figures of beauty.
He was beautiful in the way that many men weren’t.
Beautiful and rugged at the same time.
She tipped her head in one direction and then the other, wondering what his skull might look like.
The corner of her mouth tipped up. “Have you had an x-ray taken of your head?”
He blinked.
And blinked again.
His mouth turned down in a strange, ponderous frown.
Then he turned to look at her.
“What did you say?”
She smiled, but it was a tight, almost embarrassed grin. She felt the skin between her brows pinch.
She blew out a puff of breath.
“I was wondering if you had an x-ray that showed your skull. I’d love to know what it looks like.”
His forehead furrowed as he looked at her and she had to hold her hand down at her side.
She wanted to reach out and brush her fingertip along his forehead and feel the movement of skin against bone.
“I bet it’s beautiful.”
It was only when she heard her own voice fade away that she realized she’d said the words out loud.
Wincing, she swallowed and apologized. “Sorry. I know that sounds… creepy.”
