This chapter contains vocabulary of a sexual nature.
Rosemary's POV:
He chuckles… That's what he does upon hearing my words… He chuckles…
Although I am not sure if it's truly my words that amuse him or the manner in which I spoke them.
Either way, he seems very entertained by something while I am out here trying to have a serious conversation. I swear! The audacity of this…
Really odd… This sentence is usually an honor I reserve for Izzy alone.
A breeze of ice cold air blows by all of the sudden, inducing a wave of shivers that engulf my body inch by inch, from the highest point on my head, down to the tip of my toes.
My eyes explore his features, inspecting every parcel of his face. I still stand by the belief that something's off with him. He's not acting like the Nathanael I met, nor is he acting like the Nathanael I've seen him perform in front of his family either.
