Julianna was quite surprised by Drake's reaction. His always cold and empty eyes seemed to be worried. And that concern was directed to her.
Fluttering her eyes lashes a few times, Julianna simply let out a smile and shook her head denying his words.
"I am fine. It doesn't hurt" she said and took the handkerchief from his hand and cleaned the blood stain from the corner of her lips.
Drake couldn't only watch her silently clean the wound but deep down he knew she purposely declined his words because she didn't want him to worry so much.
"I'll return this tomorrow," she said pointing to the handkerchief and shoved it inside the pocket.
Once done, Julianna simply remained seated when she heard Drake clear the throat.
"AHEM..."
The sound instantly made her look at him.
"Hmm..." she motioned innocently staring at him unaware of the fact that she was still sitting on his lap.
