Chapter THIRTY-NINE.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.

“W— what?!” I couldn’t help but scream even though I didn’t want to. His eyes were glistening and it was as almost as if he was smiling with his eyes.

The edge of his lips curled as though at the edge of laughter too and I could feel my body starting to react to that little action.

“I must say, I’ve been getting your attention a lot more than I think lately.” He finally gave in to that smile that has been tugging at the side of his lips and my chest tightened.

My stomach was clenched tight too and my eyes widened, I felt as though one of the veins in my head was about to burst open.

His eyes conveyed his amusement so much more than I cared for, his lips parted, revealing the perfect set of white teeth that he had and took pride in.

His eyes grew openly amused and amusement flickered in the eyes that met mine. Closing my eyes tight, I forced myself not to give in to his stupid, powerful and useless charm.

‘Focus, Maeve, you can’t let him know he has any effect on you.’