As time gradually slipped away, it was only when he had carefully applied the ointment to every spot that his fingers paused slightly. His gaze followed up along her neck, falling on her face.
The two of them gazed silently at each other for nearly a minute. But compared to Keira's straightforward inspection, Joshua Sulliven's gaze seemed overly authoritarian and aggressive. So much so that Keira eventually couldn't withstand it any longer and her hand involuntarily clenched into a fist.
She turned her head slightly, averted her gaze, and sat up. She put her coat back on, wrapping herself tightly.
Joshua set the ointumback on the tea table and sat back at his desk, and he began to sort through his documents. Even while he did this, he would occasionally lift his head and appear to inadvertently glance over at Keira, who was sitting on the sofa.
