What was gone? Angelica's mind was only focused on the sensation that went through her body. She just stared at him. Specifically his mouth.
As if realizing what he had just done he released her finger and cleared his throat before turning away. He looked down at his plate before smiling to himself while shaking his head. "What am I doing?" He muttered.
She wondered the same. What was he doing to her? He must be able to hear her loudly beating heart and her shaky breath. He must be able to see her flushed cheeks, her melting body if not her melting brain. He must know how he left her feeling.
Angelica let her paralyzed arm fall off the table and onto her lap. She let both her hands stay there under the table.
"What I said this morning seems to have had the opposite effect. You even dressed up." He spoke quietly.
Slowly he lifted his gaze to hers. "And your heart is beating fast, but it is not in fear."
