Oh, no.
No, no, no.
Heavens, how did I end up in this situation?
I folded my arms in front of my chest to hide my sweaty palms as I walked stiffly beside the two men, the prince and the bodyguard.
"Lena, are you cold?" Andre asked. He quickly shrugged off his jacket and threw it over my shoulders before I could answer.
I saw Luca, who was on the other side of Andre, glance at us, the muscles in his jaw visibly bulging.
I gulped. "I'm fine, Andre. Thanks," I mumbled.
"If you're too cold, we can go back inside," Andre said with concern.
"No, I'm fine!" I said automatically. Darn it. I should have agreed. That way, we could end this excruciating situation sooner.
"If you say so," Andre replied, offering me a kind smile.
I wish he wouldn't do that. I know he was just being nice, but Luca could see and hear everything.
