"Is that a threat?" The expression on his face clearly told me he took my heartfelt resolve as an offense. "Should I start looking over my shoulders now that my bride wants my heart?"
A faint sigh slipped past my lips, as I didn't have the energy to retort. "Come to think of it, we didn't clear up that misunderstanding because I was too afraid to even mention it," I murmured as I reminisced about that dreadful first night in the duke's mansion.
"Misunderstanding?" He tilted his head as he observed my expression.
"Mhm! Do you remember when you captured someone's heart?" Sam traced back the memory I was referring to before I continued, "Back then, I told you to capture someone's heart and you literally brought a beating heart and squashed it to smithereens!"
Sam frowned as he gave me a look of disappointment. "How is that a misunderstanding?"
