Ava

I swallowed hard, my eyes fixed on Caspian's. His gaze was intense, burning with an inner fire that made my skin prickle. My eyes drifted downwards, drawn to his lips like a magnet. Those lips... soft, red, and inviting. They seemed to be begging to be kissed.

I bit my bottom lip, my thoughts scattering as I stared at his mouth. Then, Caspian's voice cut through my reverie, "From what I noticed." He paused, his eyes never leaving mine. "You keep staring at my lips these days. Did you keep something in there?"

I blinked, my cheeks warming as I met his gaze. "Can you let go of my...