Davian pulled her closer for a moment, his arm still wrapped securely around her waist, as if making sure she was safe. "Are you okay?"
Roseanne swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper as she stammered, "I—I'm fine."
Davian's gaze searched her face, and when he seemed satisfied that she was unharmed, he gave a small nod. He didn't let go of her immediately; his arm stayed around her, his warmth enveloping her, and Roseanne felt oddly safe, even with all the chaos around her.
It was then that she realized just how close they were, her hands resting lightly on his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. Her cheeks turned red as her eyes stayed fixed on him, trying to figure out what she was feeling.
