I shrunk back and quickly used the blanket to cover myself from Wyatt's penetrating and hungry gaze. I felt a shiver course through my spine at the intensity of his gaze.

Wyatt had been fine all along; why did he suddenly become hungry for me?

Quickly, I tried to recall our conversation, and suddenly it clicked.

All this while, I have been talking about other men, never talking about ourselves. It can't be that Wyatt is annoyed about that, can it? I tilted my neck in confusion.

However, I quickly shook my head, eliminating the option.

No, if that's what Wyatt wanted, he'd have gone straight to the topic, so...