Lia tried to avoid Neil, not wanting to look like a whore or a temptress. She already had Prince Aerus, her determination to be loyal was like supporting her to get away from Neil directly.
Yeah, even though Neil's lips were flirting, and even though the man's eyes were catching Lia very strongly.
"Uh, sorry I almost hit you." Lia's body backed down, straightened up, and pretended she didn't mind having hit Neil. She just needed to be natural, right?
But Neil caught her again as if this wasn't enough. As if the little attention he gave weren't enough, and as if the little touches didn't mean that weren't enough either. "I'm glad you hit me, and honestly I still don't want to let go of your hand."
Lia's fingers were still in Neil's grip, still touching and also locked.
It felt like Lia wanted to scream for reasons she didn't know.
"Is my grip still not strong enough to hold you?"
