Page 218 of Reign

“Impact toys.”

Her eyes widen slightly.

There it is.

I pull my shirt over my head and drop it onto the chair near the door.

Her gaze drops to my chest.

Then lower.

I wait.

She finally catches me watching and scowls.

“Finished?” I ask.

“No.”

Her cheeks turn pink.

I point to the floor in front of me. “Kneel, princesa.”

She doesn’t move.

Interesting.

Her fingers twist together in front of her.

“I need to tell you something first.”

“Tell me.”

She glances away.

“Elena.”

Her eyes come back to mine.

“You didn’t kiss me yesterday.”

I pause.

Of everything I expected her to say, that wasn’t it.

“After,” she adds. “When we were done.”

The flat little voice at breakfast suddenly makes more sense.

“You were angry with me.”

“I wasn’t angry.”

I raise a brow.

She sighs. “Fine. I was a little angry.”

“A little?”