Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view
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I shrank under the cover as Duke approached me in slow motion.
Duke's deep blue pools became darker, and I could feel my heart thundering in my chest as his gaze traveled over my body, making me feel exposed and naked even with my pajamas and comforter covering me.
The fact that he didn't speak was nerve-wracking.
Duke held my hand and pried my fingers open. I had no idea at what point I clutched the comforter above my chest.
He took my hand in his, kissed each of my knuckles, and then he placed my palm over his chest.
"Can you feel it?", Duke asked.
There was a strong rhythmic thumping against my palm, and I wondered if it's matching my wild heartbeat.
